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Friday, November 16, 2012


Last night I bottled the once thought gentle breezes and cast them back to the Seven Seas toward the Island of Sirens, for the lost souls to find and maintain. I scribed a note with the names of the 4 winds for remembrance and acknowledgement. I shall miss the torment of my love for the waves of their embracing aura. Now the howling winds are contained and the song of the spectres can be heard again. I returned a favor and now am even with the tormented spirits. I am an empty man, a free man. ~DBC 2011

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