To gain what I cannot.
To gain with less than required.
Greed.
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19.
Monday, August 8, 2011
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- THE PEN
- Singapore, Singapore
- Too young for memories to haunt me. Too old for naive innocence. Rustling of leaves in the night. Fringe swaying to the sides. I kiss my bible goodnight. So long holy night. You were killed on that very night. And I was pretty much dead.
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