

Untitled Open PoetryI do not know my mind It doesn't know left from right It believes that 2+2=4 But what if it needs to be 5 What if the only reason I can't fly is because no one believes I can Is reality what you make of itUntitled Open Poetry
A dove flew Or maybe it didn't Maybe I made it fly with the power of my mind The dove is a figment of my imagination Does that make it any less real Can I wish it out of existence Or you Are you a figment of my imagination Can I be forced to believe you are not real by another human For would that human also be my imagination What th
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Color! What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams. Paul Gauguin
and may I ask why you didn't seem fit to tell me you were on here?!?
*pokes*
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"I have to admit, Kim Sae Young is a little to the west of Project M, even for me." ~ Suave, handsome, old guy who was head of a secret organization somehow allied with GI ninjas, in my dream from April 3rd.
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"I have to admit, Kim Sae Young is a little to the west of Project M, even for me." ~ Suave, handsome, old guy who was head of a secret organization somehow allied with GI ninjas, in my dream from April 3rd.
best *Kutsche
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www.ak3d.de...Andre Kutscherauer
Forgive meh, Keegan!!!!
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