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The soft and endless quiet Of this loney and isolated place, Where only the wind blows, And no one walks, And no children play... Is the only wish of the lost.
Why am I here? © 2009 Alias FletcherAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on June 22, 2009 Last Updated on June 23, 2009 AuthorAlias FletcherMidland, MIAboutTaking a class at SVSU (MI)... genetics... online. DNA fascinates me. Just like a big puzzle and I can't wait to put it together! I want to re-invent myself. Add extra stuff... lol I wish... I wish.. more..Writing
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