well, well... i feel like a prodigal daughter... the places where i used to dwell a distant memory of bliss, a distant memory of things... words i used to speak, thoughts provoked and peace!i can now only just breathe...
A liberated mind.. Writer's gift, it is... Join us for inspiring words of poetry and "spoken word", to Rythm and poetry and just plain O'l music. This and more are what we are all about, so why not visit our session's at Galeshewe Library every saturday 3pm.
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well, well... i feel like a prodigal daughter... the places where i used to dwell a distant memory of bliss, a distant memory of things... words i used to speak, thoughts provoked and peace!i can now only just breathe...
i am loudly and proudly back!!!
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