Our heroes always disappoint us with their mortality.
You are only human, too.
Shame.
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Sifting through the Madness for the Word, the Line, the Way.
About Me
- Cajsa
- "If I can go to New York, live madly, and write. I will want for Nothing."
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- On Standing Still
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