I can be out-shouted, out-spoken, undone anyhow…
This is a completely egocentric page
about being a night person and a once.
Read this to know what that means.
your blog is odd. i like it.
my kind of blogging’s at night; my true love sleeps and tigers roam the web
(HAIKU – syllable count 5,7,5)
I once slept in moon- light all night on the mountain: got strangely moonburnt
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your blog is odd. i like it.
my kind of blogging’s
at night; my true love sleeps and
tigers roam the web
(HAIKU – syllable count 5,7,5)
I once slept in moon-
light all night on the mountain:
got strangely moonburnt