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Saporem vitae
Relishing indelible memories
from the chalice of an awed life;
swallowing a soupçon of adventure,
while savoring the lusciousness of death only.
Wednesday 26th July 2017 2:36 pm
Costume
Why complain for another costume,
you willingly wore the darn thing, didn't you?
Now it's up to you to thread your own needle,
because during performance, none other performer
will have time to stitch your torn pocket.
Ohw, I see, but if you won't stitch that pocket
of yours, you might lose valuable collections
during the play, in which you are the important
gypsy of course....
Now,...
Monday 24th July 2017 2:10 pm
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