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Lest We Forget
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly,…
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Lest We Forget
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly,…
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Indefinite Hiatus
I have largely stopped using LiveJournal as my blogging platform. I am experimenting with Google+ for now, as well as preparing an overhaul of my…
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