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Friday, April 8, 2011
Hello, Harken Here
He was a charlatan, whose hubris was a constant albatross, yet who could actually discern?
He was a wanderlust, whose worldly ways were craved by others, yet who could bear to see what he saw?
He was...
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Freya C
April 24, 2011 at 10:35 PM
OMG. Can't understand a thing haha
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Yang
April 25, 2011 at 9:28 PM
It's about the paradoxes we live by.
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OMG. Can't understand a thing haha
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