Night's Plutonian Shore

ME

I am boldly defined by words. Words I ponder and divine.

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Sunday, August 12, 2012

I truly am in a time warp, am I not? Some flamboyant manners have hindered my resentment, but led me away from writing, bringing my explicit work to a halt. Let it not be a deteriorating!

Typing my wisdom at 00:22

FRIENDS

“Life is partly what we make it, and partly what it is made by the friends we choose.” (Tennessee Williams)

NIGHT'S PLUTONIAN SHORE

As you have blundered here, I ought to allege that on this page you shall find only my literary whim. Remember, that life is all but permanent, and words that become our remembrance can dissolve as quick as a wink. So, go with the plume and rejoice.