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7.1.06

is there anything that needs or remains to be said? silence is always more preferable. the tales of the universe are by desire and design better left untold,unhinted at, to be framed in leisure on idle midwinter afternoons playing idle bagatelle in the miniatures of million hued mirrors in the mystical labyrinths of my mind
Posted by monk at 23:25
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