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Sophie's JourneyThe tangible dreams of a lone little Maker lord byron, he whispers the madness into her the crucible has not yet robbed her of innocence yet sartre has robbed her of meaning in existence; cervantes he sings her a dream and dante he weaves her a journey sailing through the looking glass where tipsy soldiers and horses pass Nobody.Sophie's Journey
Now saved by a Wart that grew up to be king and riding with pilgrims who love storytelling she leaves behind the plague-ridden lands where the ten are locked up beneath boccacio's pen; she's heard of a wizard so great from women of the nor


Dante's Weather Forecastfollow the deep divide to where the shadows cannot follow where the sun dances at the edge of destruction and the grasses mournfully bellow black and deep, deep and cold cold and hard, hard as stone where no shadow dares to hide losing all primeval pride steady/stop/watch the sky clouds in heaven slowly die and nothing pushes on the deep and everything sinks in blackness/blankness swim down to the blackest center watching, waiting, dying, dying ...fill your lungs with gritty blackness ...breathe the putrid, acid blankness ::SCREAMDante's Weather Forecast
just wanna say thank you!
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dear whoever.
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* My stock account: ~Doublecrash-stock
Oh Lord please don't burn us don't kill or toast your flock. Don't put us on the barbecue or simmer us in stock. Don't bake or baste or boil us or stir-fry us in a wok. [Monty Python]
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leave hatred for those to weak for love.
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"je pense immédiatement à qui je vais offrir
l'image qui a bien voulu se laisser apprivoiser"
Robert Doisneau
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Dreaming in fever
dreaming that dreams
forever wander. 'Basho'
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salajin!
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