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Continue reading →: Trazodone Haze
O say can you see, by the dawn’s early light, The look in their eyes shows it was a rough night before They walk now slower and their tails at half mast. they linger looking for A fix A Trazodone fix An escape from the explosions of the night…
Hello,
I’m Mark
His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.
A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.
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