I oft run a fever on behalf of the anger burning in my heart. It warms me now, but in Death, it will surely leave me cold and empty.
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Miscellaneous Murmurs
RandomI tend to be one of those that has late night epiphanies that I must write down before they disappear. This book is simply a place to put those little ideas/thoughts/philosophies. Enjoy if you please, and do leave feedback, should you be inclined to...
Fever
I oft run a fever on behalf of the anger burning in my heart. It warms me now, but in Death, it will surely leave me cold and empty.
