Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: Being Last

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Monday, November 14, 2011

Being Last

I am slow, I take my time But I don't mind If you must pass And be on your way. I don't know Why it's a crime For me to find Myself last Every day But having enjoyed the places I have been At the cost of a race I don't want to win. Sign in to see full entry.

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