April 29, 2015 by Christine Goodnough Stop It! stop, world, from turning! the hours from passing – their wind drying me slowly Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
Excellent! Elegant! Exquisite! Egg-shaped! Uhhhh…no…scratch that last one!
Ron
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I had to account for all these wrinkles somehow. 🙂
Thanks for the lavish praise.
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I like to think of wrinkles as “smiles run amok”!
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