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Stuff Photos Contact |
This should be one of my first real attempts to build a
website since all others have been...let's just say unsatisfying. Inside I posted some of the things I built and some of my pictures... Mail me any questions or suggestions at: *Use the contact page to drop me a message |
The Sick Rose by William Blake O Rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm That flies in the night, In the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy. |
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