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The observations from my seat on the wall.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Poor Baby :P
If I had kept up with my quota, I would be on 50 posts for this month. Sadly, (only sadly to me) I have not been successful in that. I of course shall still keep trying.
I shall keep this brief.
I am lonely.
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An Introduction of The Alphabet
Each Song Is Sung For You But Only I Am Listening
Garlic Bread and Fanta
Our New Friends
Woolworths in Blackwood
Red Lorry, Yellow Lorry
The Irony Will Kill This School
Poor Baby :P
You Sunk My Battleship
Shawton The Spider
NO, I'm No Ones Wife, But OOH I Love My Life
PUTS YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR
'Not My Business' Inditio said
Blue Spray Can
Cate, Cate, Can You Help Me!
Riddle Me This
It Began With A Hippo, As All Stories Should
... But I Have The Key.
That Door Is Locked ...
The End Of A Feast
Anyone's Assumptions Would Just Be ... True
Closet Doors Are Made Of All Kinds Of Wood
The Ever Constant Changes To Your Dress
After I Saw The Light
The Super Spears
A Red As Anger Can Be
Saga 1 : Downloaded Syptoms of the Consumption of ...
To The One On The Phone
I Will Not Antagonize The Situation
Life Is What Happens When Your Busy Making Plans
No moment is perfect. So I am sitting here loving the imperfections.
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