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Azila · 2011-05-30T20:30:56Z

Blame Persymeanieface. there's a man in a house by the river if you've seen it, you know the one; .... (one two three two one) it looks like the houses I used to draw and crawl inside to hide so noone could find me .... (find me, refine me, child of dust) I talked with him, once, when minutes were spices. I asked him what he used to cut time into pieces .... (pieces, paces, crumbs of choices) and he showed me how he chases echoes, brings them home .... (flown, alone) to pin onto his wall like butterflies .... (like butterflies?) ........ like butterflies.

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Fri Jun 03, 2011 12:24 pm

Jalmoc says... · Fri Jun 03, 2011 12:24 pm

When I read this, I felt like I was reading a horror/mystery. Very nice!

Well, it seems everyone else got most of the problems, so I'm just going to say how good it was and move on with this confusing thing we call life. lol.

I really enjoyed the suspense that you put in it!

Well, Keep Writing!!

--Jalmoc

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