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Jan 09, 2004 02:05

     He wanted to howl, to rage, to leap from his chair and fight--something. Anything. But the black hole ate his breath, his strength, his anger; it swallowed even the universe of hate, and ended up emptier than it had begun. Where all his hope, all his love, all his certainty had ever been now gaped a cold void, filled only with the black ( Read more... )

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1957promqueen January 9 2004, 15:13:23 UTC
nice

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