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elated_caution
from Duvall (United States) on 2003-04-17 22:57 [#00656160]
Points: 169 Status: Regular
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Everything's shrouded in mystery, kept from me We weasel out of situations for what? I ask you, nonetheless
The bible teaches great things to great men yet theres is no book for the prideless Modern life erases your memories from the past yet destroys fondly kindled light magic Before you boast Before eighteen winds separate into me
Standing on the pavement outside blessed for having her understanding of witchcraft simply take simply me disease eye one Take a dozen donuts and stuff your face full it doesn't cause the magic It doesn't cause a dread nor causes another to explore one's self Look upon them carelessly, for they are not in your stead big tight cry
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