Dwelling
By birksy
Pardon me, if I don't doff my cap, I am but a man, and one of little patience, too. I come and go, but have so much to do that to dwell long here would be a precious waste of time, besides, I am lost without her here, lost with feelings, just plain lost at the best of times. I'd like to dwell here more, but I like dwelling on her so much more. Written February 28th, 2002 © on Feb 28 2002 07:48 AM PST, Simon Birks 0 • 10
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