March 2005: I am a creative writer stuck in an industrial world. I
am a slave to my paycheck (like most others) but still find time to
write regularly. Through the years it has remained my passion.
Now, if I could only get someone to buy my poems for a million
bucks...
Go to "Freedom, Second Hand"
Go to "The Monkeys"
Go to "Chapter 1, Montreal"
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