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When we were where the dew contends with the sun, and, through being in a place where there is shade, is little dissipated, my Master softly placed both his hands outspread upon the grass. Whereon I, who perceived his design, stretched toward him my tear-stained cheeks. Here he wholly uncovered that color of mine which hell had hidden on me.


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Silly, stupid child,You must think this neverland;Constant, wasteful play.Shrill, obnoxious child,There can be  no songs for you,When you act this way.
Posted by on Sun, 24 Aug 2008 02:08:00 GMT

sometimes i feel like:

it's somewhere between where i am and, or something,the decrescendo,little.in the way that glass is.a meaning, or something,a lot like grass.I wonder why we do the things we do.There simply are too ma...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Aug 2008 21:52:00 GMT

nothin’

it's not fair, butwe just don't dance that way.we just sit, and imagine commas.turn around, and go away,but remember that I wish,it were not because i tell you to.you may tap your feet,though i am not...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Aug 2008 21:49:00 GMT

Gee Golly Whiz

I am all of My Selves,Past, Present, and Future,Making Love to Eachother,Experiencing it Infinitely,From Infinite Perspectives.As an Infinite Thing.I am Untame.There is nothing that will make Me less....
Posted by on Wed, 06 Aug 2008 21:41:00 GMT