Crimson Cranes
It is a process, yet to cease. But to be precise, it's not my way of life.
Monday, August 1, 2011
My Breath
To fall; is not to fail
To forget is a greater worth
To be left; something to muse
To be lost; a way to breathe
To be caught; the failure of the
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