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Long live uni.
I should survive and show up around here again sometimes. I am *not* leaving DA this time. It's just that right now, whenever I pick up a pencil, it's to do homeworks.
Ken > If you post a new chapter to your novel, please let me know by e-mail. I'll print it out and read it on the bus. It's the only time in a day that I actually relax a bit. And even then, sometimes I do some of my uni reading on the bus

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every minute..
every day..
theres a chance...
that...
will rule the world!!
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You never know what you can until you try...
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99% of artists are 13 or +. If you're one of the 1% who isn't (under 13), copy & paste this in your signature.
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Avvie by my dear Polloora
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...Under Construction...
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A sig, huh?
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Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discoulours all with tunnel vision
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A sig, huh?
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