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Mar 2014
Paper and ink shall be my destiny for the following years
The world will stop and converse with me through once written and retyped word.

No fresh breeze of unknown zeal with encourage my soul
No foreign sun or forrest to stroke my spirit

Paper and ink
Paper and ink
Dacia B
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Dacia B
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