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Remembering When Kindness Was In Fashion
Remembering When Kindness Was in Fashionby Michael DoyleWe live in a time of self-limited imaginationWhere people cannot dream of outside creationBut mysteriously believe in writing only experienceSuch as found in personal and depraved dalliancesRather than dreaming of the bigger conceptionsToo … Continue reading →
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