Now, I walk to her, with open arms. It is time for me to die.
For all my friends that are enjoying the drunkenness that is Metal music, tonight \M/\M/ Two horns up, and drink some whiskey for me.
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an anamcara exploring those close encounters of the liminal kind
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do what you love, with love
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Inspiration to live your yoga from a passionate yogi & yoga teacher
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