(This material was found in an old notebook of mine. I assume that most of these writings , which you will be seeing over the next few posts, are pre-1997. I am leaving them in the condition that I found them, even though many of them suck horribly. There are no edits; however, they will eventually be updated if I see potential as I am typing these into this long-winded blog.)
Oh how the sun sets low
Beyond a field of green
Entranced thou follow the single beam
Above the dawn of Someday morn
I shall feel your touch.
To bear forth my pride
I feel the need to hold you close
Our lips tenderly part
one
unseen fortess
To rescue thy lady of dragon’s
heir
How the life of her must fall.
My —
Have I confused you!?!?
Mind Stroll 
Hey just wanted to give you a quick heads up. The text in your
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I’m not sure if this is a formatting issue or
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Any suggestions on how to fix this problem. I am a total idiot when it comes to setting up blogs like this.
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