Rewind, by andimulder
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Rewind. He’s sitting at the table, trifling through the tides of his mind. They’re like his coffee; black and cliché. He picks up a spoon and begins to stir with such |
| Posted: 2009-02-22 04:02:20 UTC |
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| 2007-05-30 21:26:05 | Angel of Music |
| this is really interesting... good job | |