[I'm trying my best to make actions out of my words, but I'm a firm believer that aint nothing real unless you write it, so naturally-I have to put it down somewhere.
... and this here, be that place.]
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Thought for the Evening 7/12
Some are teethed on a silver spoon, with the stars strung for a rattle; I cut my teeth as the black raccoon for implements of battle. -Countee Cullen
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