Thursday, April 28, 2011




Dear Bon, ever since I was 19, a young lad without any real ideas about the world.
You have been there to guide me, to inspire me and to make me wish I was a milloinaire.
Other magazines got to taste the edges of my scissors and the head of my glue sticks.
But never you, I always kept you to near to heart.


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