Journal

Robin Tamer's Journal

He sits on the edge between light and dark a newtral person the last of a ragged home broken by war and hate .. rage and pain seem to fill his heart .. a solo man stands alone above the city so to speak ... if the world was all once place he would be the one who hid from life on rooftops night or day .. life or death who carred anyway .

This is just another time of year to kill and feed


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