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feelin

here lies my words
institution of tacit literature
domicile of the heart
a white little isle
a hold of seperation
an unseen clandestine construct

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This is my Story This is my Song

about less than a year before I rid of army.
Plans I make now can't be achieved, plans I had made made ruined.
I have no time for me.
After ORD, this big 8 months before University starts I want to
-Cook high class stuff than the easy pasta
-Learn Krav Maga
-Prep for Music diploma
-fully involved with Trinity Christian Centre's CM
-afford a Fender Eric Johnson Strat
-Start to make pedals to sell

thats all I can think of now

This entry was posted by K, on Wednesday, November 28, 2007. You can leave your response.

  1. Anonymous Anonymous | 12:12 am |  

    FINALLY i can leave my comments.. i mean, my comments can stay on ur page instead of disappearing into thin air like the previous few.. but i've forgotten what i wanted to comment on for the previous few entries.. so, just forget it. haha.. bye..

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