meanings
Tuesday, June 2, 2020
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Street Walking
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Monday, November 1, 2010
broken pencil
Legs I have got, yet seldom do I walk;
I backbite many, yet I never talk:
In secret places most I seek to hide me,
For he who feeds me never can abide me
I backbite many, yet I never talk:
In secret places most I seek to hide me,
For he who feeds me never can abide me
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