A confused stile, and a disturbed method, is fittest to discourse of our miserie.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Friday Nudibranch Blogging
We followed the stony way Hypselodoris apolegma traced for us Up to the plains of the air and the unique silence. We made our demanding love bleed, Our happiness wrestle each pebble.
Superb. A-1.
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Love the picture. At first, I was thinking, wtf is that shadow, a frog?
ReplyDeleteOh, mystical!!
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