It's all cereal all the time over here. Except when I'm out of milk.
It's all Chile all the time over here.
I can't remember the last time I was in control. Right now, looking back on my life so far, I'm not certain if I've ever once been in control. And it's wonderful.
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The ramblings, writings and musings of an apprentice. Because "poets are damned but see with the eyes of angels"
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