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A single outcome is merely all that I anticipate. Fantasy always eludes to something else, to some place else. Soft, gentle, and sweeping. The expression is tender. The sediments of the past are a curious reality that blurs and folds … Continue reading →

Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess. – Oscar Wilde It’s impossible to miss you from the corner of my eye when such magnificence adorns your every curve. Why deny my eyes the pleasure of such beauty? A … Continue reading →