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The First Thing That Comes to Your Mind
Alice took the first step to her thousand-mile journey.
She hopped on her way back home.


I no longer take my disbeliefs with me to school. They were suspended.
the vacancy of virtue is the hand of true torture
Lonesome, I am certain, and when afraid - refuge takes me in.
Certainty is true. A certain belief is only what you ore/oar/or/. :) ore/or/oar.
situate yourself in a row and decide if you should paddle your body's arms & legs, or torso.
Iambic paddles now. Game unknown. ~ :)


marbles are only produced in West Virginia.


the bookshelf lined the wall. there was a ladder that reached the ceiling, and I began to climb.
I was cleaning my room
And organizing everything.
Anything is possible.