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Est. October 22, 2009
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From the land of the Ice-giants, where the people sit huddled around the fire in the evening, and duck their heads when the giants decide to play catch. Now, residing in the land of spear men, where wine flow freely and untroubled, I contemplate how to get my life to flow as freely and untroubled, without having to jump into the river. Not that it's really a problem, the rivers should just keep to themselves and look pretty for the people walking by. But sometimes, just sometimes, I envy their flowing motions. I want to flow.

Then it wouldn't have happened  [ASR]   11.5 KB
Death, life truth and lies. Unconventionally structured I guess, but hopefully absorbing.