Goober's Pasture Offerings: Night Whispers

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Sunday, September 12, 2004

Night Whispers

All is quiet, dark. For now, the night is mine. To be that me you see, Shedding the facade of respectability. If I could reach through the light, I would touch your cheek. Sign in to see full entry.

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A donkey that believes he is a horse, Goober does not need a mirror to know his worth.

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