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The Perfect Oboe Reed...The Perfect Oboe ReedThe Perfect Oboe Reed...
‘Twas the day of the concert; the oboist was sad. He’d shredded the tip of the best reed he had. He threw down the reed, and hung down his head. With a catch in his voice, he ruefully said, “If only I had a perfect reed! One that would satisfy all of my needs. A reed with response and control and dark tone, One that would last for my lifetime,” he moaned.
Just then, right before him, the devil appeared, With horns on his head and a black pointed beard. He said, “For a price, you can have what you need.” Fro
I dont think that anything really matters . . . so fuck it  I think life is a long line of interesting snippets, taking photos is a way of making the story. The story of my life is being written and most of it revolves around the two words - fuck it. Just dont think that you know me, because even if you do, you're probably in the snippet thats moved on x |
I wish . . .
i like what you put in your "about me section"
Very fitting I believe
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The World Doesn't Disappear Just Because You Close Your Eyes
Its mint haha
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I love your pictures
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and thanks for appreciating my pictures ..they are just copied from one place or the other..
i have got certain poetry written by me...
read it if u have got some some patience and courage..
i wld really love if u comment on them
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