XXIA Chapter by Tkess
The
rain deadens my thoughts.
The winds wash them away. Soaking wet evenings to draw your own conclusions. Open notebooks and bottles of whiskey to draw your own illusions.
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TkessPittsburgh, PAAboutWhen I first joined this site I provided a very vague profile of who I am. So, I figured I would elaborate a bit more on what makes me, me. I am 30 years old. For the past 7 ½ years I was a me.. more..Writing
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