All, most.A Poem by EVERYTHINGyoucantelltoSTRANGERSit hasn't gotten here yet, but it's coming. or maybe it's not. but it feels as if it's on its way. and it just hasn't blossomed yet. but maybe it will be here soon.this this un-calm this all encompassing this daze of hesitation this in-between almost. © 2010 EVERYTHINGyoucantelltoSTRANGERSAuthor's Note
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Added on September 10, 2010 Last Updated on September 10, 2010 AuthorEVERYTHINGyoucantelltoSTRANGERSthe big EAboutRight. Well. Once upon a time, I was relatively well known on this site. And then the site crashed. With a fair bit of my work on it. And I got understandably (right?) frustrated. I missed the communi.. more..Writing
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