I Could Either Drown... Or Cut Off My Pride...And Swim to Shore...
C-mas Eve 2005 ce linear...
I am bad at wrapping boxes and odd shaped memories....
...forgiveth as you did and did again...
...a tertiary tabula rosa... but done wisely...
My Great Father and Mentor picked pieces of me off the Autumn Laden streets of Manhattan at the turn of the Millenium, and with unconditional love, he sewed and stitched endlessly till I reached a dynamic relative measure of perfection. I am now a Porcelain Doll named Lockheed HayHeeHoo Macedon with potent insight on macroeconomics.
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