The Search for Reason
The music of awakened Solitude, is like the dance of falling leaves; the sound of silence carried by the tinkling of bells a thousand miles away.
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Monday, October 27, 2003
Seen on a PSLE composition describing two men trying to open a door:
Beads of perspiration flowed down my body, soaking me wet, causing my clothes to turn translucent and pressing against my body.
What do the kids read nowadays?
- Alvarny,
6:38 PM
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