*crickets*
Well, I see my last post generated a lot of comments.
I'll take that to mean that people just don't have an opinion.
A new post should appear tomorrow.
The noiseless quiet in my head is deafened by the scrambling of marbled thoughts scrambling to sides filling crevices left by the continuation of time. Stealth of thoughts keeping motion from occuring equal and opposite non-existence shaking the foundation of decisions realizations hidden appearance untimely, necessary.
Well, I see my last post generated a lot of comments.
I'll take that to mean that people just don't have an opinion.
A new post should appear tomorrow.
Posted by Ligeia at 6:36:00 PM
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