Occupation: manager at an avoidance factory
City: one which waxes and wanes not
State: agonized
Country: two if by sea
Member Since: December 2001
Last Login: 05/27/2023
i am not certain if every word that issues out of my pen is a blessing or a curse? Perhaps neither, but simply toil, like planting a tree is toil. Hopefully, you plant it on good enough soil and hope for an abundance of rain to sustain it. Hopefully some critters may deem it fit enough to set up abodes in the branches.
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