Poetry, essays and miscellanea from a group of like minded friends. In a world of derivative and referential media, this is the passion for sharing what speaks truth without the need for copyright or profit.
What a glorious animal Lacey was. She certainly was more than just a dog.
Somewhere there is an old soul in the body of a child, playing in the snow.
What a glorious animal Lacey was. She certainly was more than just a dog.
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