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*** *** I dare not dull my mind with wine, unless it's truly sweet. As much I want to rest, I hear my pen's pleas, as its golden blood bleeds; for to always stay vertical! Only on my deathbed, should it be laid to rest horizontally. *** ***
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Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 4:52 PM UTC
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*** *** I dare not dull my mind with wine, unless it's truly sweet. As much I want to rest, I hear my pen's pleas, as its golden blood bleeds; for to always stay vertical! Only on my deathbed, should it be laid to rest horizontally. *** ***
The power of the pen. I literally find it hard to put the pen down at times, even when sometimes, I'm not in the best place mentally to do anything.... Anyway, the Gala 4 and 5 are out! 6 will be out tomorrow! Have a great night/day! Lyn ***
Lyn-Purcell
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28/F/United Kingdom
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 4:52 PM UTC
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