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The soft smile of our orbiting man Drowns out the gentle whisper Of the eeking light From the pin pricks Of our blackened fabric Time has healed many a tale Whence once our quilt Of gods Is nowt but space Empty… Where then Do our gods rest Their Lowly heads? |
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repeat. love it.
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In heaven of course! ^_^
Love your writing dude! :D |
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In heaven of course! ^_^ Love your writing dude! :D very kind, I am inspired by the people here, many talented writes here |
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I like this one Poppashroom..
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repeat. love it.
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I like this one Poppashroom.. Thank you, talking to bastet and it fell out |
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Nice....
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