Quilly | August 11, 2006
Old Sol claims the sky by day, sweetening the fruit for the harvest moon; in your eyes I long to see a desire for my heart, Leaves begin to turn, soon the air grows crisp and chill, the sun grows aloof; but you gift me with no smile and hope withers in my breast. Snow [...]
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Quilly | August 11, 2006
Occassionally my cats remind me that I was not the only one traumatized when my house was burglarized. In fact, I was relatively lucky. I was not home and I lost a few “things.” Fluffy and Sidewalk (who is no longer with me) were home. I do not know what happened in my home. I [...]
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