And in the deepest silence, I hear your whispers.
Abraham Lincoln’s letter to his son’s teacher
16 years ago
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A window into the heart of the laughing, joking, happy me as you might know. My small corner, my small world where I try to squeeze a few drops of sweet out of the bitter. In case don't understand what "occult" means, X marks the spot for you.
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