My soul
is like a
dog
awander mid'st the
trees
inspecting
the surface
of things
(a glorious
lens)
is like a
dog
awander mid'st the
trees
inspecting
the surface
of things
(a glorious
lens)
Kuke.
What are souls?
- 14/04/2011 03:49:56 AM
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from a writing point of view figuring that out could be a major part of the story
- 14/04/2011 02:45:40 PM
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My Soul (A Poem)
- 14/04/2011 09:31:39 PM
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Souls? I don't believe they exist.
- 16/04/2011 02:05:01 AM
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It's strange...
- 19/04/2011 01:04:57 AM
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