Come back the desert cried
back from the the fleeting darkness.
the winds did howl like banshee beings
The desert worbled and wailed
for Mary O'graida
would not return
she though not dead had wandered
far, far
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yes and I finaly have a plot slithering into my brain.
Yes
It is the sequel.
I am definitely intrigued to
I am definitely intrigued to see the next installment. This gets (asmy brothers say) "interestinger and interestinger!"
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Brother: Your character should drive a motorcycle.
Me: He can't. He's in the wilderness.
Brother: Then make it a four-wheel-drive motorcycle!
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Id have had it up earlier but the next one needs editing.
So this is the next part in
So this is the next part in the poem?
"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya