My love for you.daemon_neoenFebruary 27 2005, 00:55:45 UTC
Spreta latet silvis pudibundaue frondibus ora protegit et solis ex illo vivit in antris; sed tamen haeret amor crescitue dolore repulsae; extenuant vigiles corpus miserabile curae adducitque cutem macies et in aera sucus corporis omnis abit; vox tantum atque ossa supersunt: vox manet, ossa ferunt lapidis traxisse figuram. Inde latet silvis nulloque in monte videtur, omnibus auditur: sonus est, qui vivit in illa.
Even a voice has life. As long as you can emerge from the depths and the catacombs, new being can take shape.
Wer du auch seist: Am abend tritt hinaus aus deiner Stube, drin du alles weißt; als letztes vor der Ferne liegt dein Haus: wer du auch seist.Alas, do not forget though. Never forget; remember where it is you have come and you will be aversed to return. Do not turn these moments into a trope for what you have lost, even today as wounds are more caustic with a memory so fresh... I cannot take your feelings away and hide them, distort them, nor add to them with any words no matter how much I want to protect you from all
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Even a voice has life. As long as you can emerge from the depths and the catacombs, new being can take shape.
Wer du auch seist: Am abend tritt hinaus aus deiner Stube, drin du alles weißt; als letztes vor der Ferne liegt dein Haus: wer du auch seist.Alas, do not forget though. Never forget; remember where it is you have come and you will be aversed to return. Do not turn these moments into a trope for what you have lost, even today as wounds are more caustic with a memory so fresh... I cannot take your feelings away and hide them, distort them, nor add to them with any words no matter how much I want to protect you from all ( ... )
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