We are all laughter.
Sad chimes, ringing soundlessly in endless sermons preaching sanity, sanity and madness; hopelessly long, but dreadfully short lives of smoke and wispy mist spread out across a field of roses.
For whatever may pass
For whatever may wonder.
Sad chimes, ringing soundlessly in endless sermons preaching sanity, sanity and madness; hopelessly long, but dreadfully short lives of smoke and wispy mist spread out across a field of roses.
For whatever may pass
For whatever may wonder.
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tatum:
posh:
i have not read the salmon of doubt though i do have it here. i decided i should pass through all the others again before starting it.