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Feb. 5th, 2013 09:24 amLast night I dreamed about a sketchball poet who went by the name "BronzedAddidas" (intentionally mis-spelled 'to avoid legal complications') online. At one point I'm pretty sure the dream involved Maya Anjelou telling him "Sir, when your art can comprehend even the beginnings of my problems with you calling it your 'big little dwarf', then you may begin to understand the resons for my rebuff".
Please send help. I think I'm going mad.
Please send help. I think I'm going mad.
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Date: 2013-02-05 02:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-02-05 06:17 pm (UTC)