Plan B I think. Live hard and tell the tale. Restricted use of images and dialogue. I’ll cut a new path in tango as sharp as a blade on ice. LizzyLashes, every step leaving it's mark.
7 Jan 2010
The cold light of dawn
It’s morning, and the cold light of dawn strikes me between the eyes, I’m musing.
Shall I write a potted history of my journey so far, or live hard and tell the tale, letting the history unfold as the year unravels?
Plan B I think. Live hard and tell the tale. Restricted use of images and dialogue. I’ll cut a new path in tango as sharp as a blade on ice. LizzyLashes, every step leaving it's mark.
Plan B I think. Live hard and tell the tale. Restricted use of images and dialogue. I’ll cut a new path in tango as sharp as a blade on ice. LizzyLashes, every step leaving it's mark.
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