Okay Wolf K-O sounds like what I imagine a stoned me would sound like. Just stream of consciousness bulltrout that pretty much keeps jumping to different thoughts before ever finishing one. Reading that post brought back bad memories of reading Ulysses. Otherwise, I approve.
True beauty exists in things that last only for a moment.
Current Mood: Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog Where no one notices the contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you, the angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
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