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storms in my mind are dispelled
by an angel, you
posted by HazyColours @ 9:08 PM
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Rainbow - Quaerendo Invenietis
Zen Student - "Master, what is the secret of Zen?" ... Zen Master - "Keep on moving"
Saturday, April 01, 2006
storms in my mind are dispelled
by an angel, you
About Me
- Name: HazyColours
- Location: Mumbai, India
Some people like to hitch and hike; They are fond of highway travel; Their nostrils toil through gas and oil, They choke on dust and gravel. Unless they stop for the traffic cop, There are no bribes to pay, But wise old I go rocketing by; I'm riding on Western Railways.
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