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Post by Stuci Firme on Oct 24, 2002 19:02:16 GMT -5
Act LXXVIIII've been pregnant now for several years. Painting cloud visions from my head and seeing them at dusk. Following a day with my hands along each hour with each finger. So i'm not ready to stay like this just yet, not while i'm like this.
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Post by Roju on Oct 25, 2002 16:38:31 GMT -5
The seasons doth change The gentle wind dancing leaves Hark! I was once beautiful before the harvest In the springtime of my youth the day doth find me forlorn I am a pixie Deep, in the bowels of my soul I yern for bum touchin
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Post by Jonnyvalid on Oct 26, 2002 2:04:28 GMT -5
the pixies rule.
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