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Feb. 15th, 2008 10:17 pmCold worlds shake from the oar.
The spirit of blackness is in us, it is in the fishes.
A snag is lifting a valedictory, pale hand;
Stars open among the lilies.
Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?
This is the silence of astounded souls.
Alright, who wants to go first. Do your worst. I don't care.
The spirit of blackness is in us, it is in the fishes.
A snag is lifting a valedictory, pale hand;
Stars open among the lilies.
Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?
This is the silence of astounded souls.
Alright, who wants to go first. Do your worst. I don't care.
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Date: 2008-02-16 06:27 am (UTC)I can't do this. I'm sorry.
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