Tears wiped by Roger
The Locker harbors sorrow
Anchored in regret
About the Creator
Taylor Malais
I'm a cat-owning, book-loving, chronologically misplaced hermit. I've started half a dozen books and will finish them as soon as someone finds where "I dropped me brain". In the meantime, here are some scribbles.
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