Plunderous is the palate I gift to you openly I hug the universe of our...
The joys of friendship inert the heart and fizzy home bouncing jubilantly...
The friendship we share grows amidst the craggy rock pond reeds of water...
Blunders no only friendship binds us to honesty - attracting crypts of...
With Shakespeare and poetry a new world was born. New dreams new desires a self consciousness was born. I desired to know to know myself in terms of the new standards set by these books.
