December 2011
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Hateful is the dark-blue sky, Valuted o’er the dark-blue sea/
Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb/ Let us alone. What is it that will last?
All things are taken from us, and become
Portions and parcels of the dreadful past/ Let us alone. What pleasures can we have To war with evil?
Is there any peace in ever climbing up the climbing wave?
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I never liked the way you loved
So devious, so dated
But still I fasted like a monk
And prayed to see you naked
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day #1 of writing and developing storyboards for the new comic project.
Don’t know how I got this place, but I’m fucking nervous.