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enduring with infinite emotion

"dreaming in verses and smiling in italics"

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

People always say "the waves lapped the shore"
what of : "the waves caressed the sands"?

I tire of the trite.
I yearn for unique, novel, awe-inspiring.

I am bored and malcontent.
Posted by Larz at 9:46 PM

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