Looking for the Past: Empty

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Saturday, January 15, 2011

Empty

An empty field Filled once with dreams. No more. Memories of a tortured flock Echo across the void. An aching ghost cries Lard returns to land. Where is he? My bum hurts. Sign in to see full entry.

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