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May 17, 2006 16:47

It comes with the storm, the essence of it grows as the skies blacken. It watches me from the pictures and laughs from croners in the darkness. I fear it no longer and only sit in wait for it to come to me. The will pass in time, with luck I will remain after it passes. May the Godds watch over me...

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meandmyimp May 18 2006, 03:33:14 UTC
coffee?

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minasdarkness May 19 2006, 13:04:54 UTC
yes!!!! you name the time and place... of course you are always welcome here.

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