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Jul 2013
ramblers often traipse through depleted and damaged soils, to discover new realms, new places of beauty.

I am a rambler of language.

I often find myself traipsing through discarded and disconsolate thoughts, to discover new expressions, new articulations.

New ways of telling you

Just how I feel.
Written by
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