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Time has passed. While we have slept, the agents of sleep have come. The power wanes, the god no longer does his business. Entropy and decay. Moss takes over the forest, garbage gathers in the street. Too many persons have come, and heaven is burdened with tourists. The streets need to be swept. The rose bushes need the bees, and to be trimmed. It ( Read more... )
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Hey bud finally getting around to responding to your comments. Wanted to come and subscribe to you as well. I’m not on LJ a lot but it is nostalgic for me to be here and I appreciate your kind attempts at interacting earlier this month. I probably would have replied sooner but.. I mostly just use the app and it decided to log me out and not accept my password attempts for … a bit there
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Also quick edit note… I think it might be Charlton not Charleston but LJ auto correct may be to blame…
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