On My WatchA Poem by ObscurityNone Greaaaaaaaaatt My watch blew up in the candlelight, it dreams of nice,
little floating lanterns, guiding the lesser of fire to the greater of guests,
try as you might, you cannot neglect. © 2012 ObscurityNone |
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ObscurityNoneSan Jose, CAAboutI Cannot Live Without: 1. Physical well being/appearance 2. Ambiance 3. Meaning 4. Incalculables 5. Possibility TURN, TURN, TURN by Steve Conte on Grooveshark more..Writing
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