XXIXA Chapter by Tkess
Sleep
upon the soft words of evening.
Dream within these tender thoughts. Spoken to a promised vision of the light limping through the frost brought morn'. © 2012 Tkess |
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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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