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| Even glowed, didn't you still? Me? No, you never knew me to, not really anyway. Poe died...I was lost for days. Sylvia was kidnapped...I still dreamt of her. reeled me senseless assured as lambs ask nothing lost as the day i left you beginning here as the lost obliterate dusting a shadow again. |
| s(h)ite updated 6/21/2005 |
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