A Clown’s Introduction to Alchemy
The dream stretched out of his forehead and wandered through the labyrinthine corridors of a day in his life. He became a reverie in there.
When he woke up, the next day, he was no more.
When he woke up, the next day, he was no more.
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6/15/2008 3:23 AM
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