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Saturday, February 20, 2010
for sometime
now
this bird has flown
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it's that time again
i'm the one
when we sing
on vaction
thanks to the captain and the first mate
the question and answer
under the wire
young one
the boys
the "family" pack
for sometime
a friend of a friend of a friend
snooker for my welsh friend chris -
i amblackindia inki amthis sentencefallingoffthis ...
reasons to stay
one work
a real troubadour - ms. welch
salt water walking
sophia - dreams - beautiful - dreams
your brain on drugs
me and my old lady
little room production
4 sale
message from the past
into drama...?
and i thought i was kinda cool
waterblogged & bloodied down dem road we go
birds in the dark birds in the night birds search ...
color me impressed
where i will be
helped wanted - now hiring - apply within
what do you see
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Tom Balderas
third son of four. painter. writer. musician. photographer. works towards progress. "a solitaire given to intimate sociability."
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