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"If only, if only" the woodpecker sighed "The bark of the tree's was as soft as the skies". While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonly. He howls to the moon, "If only, if only" (I like that book even though it's meant for youngin's)
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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
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"If only, if only" the woodpecker sighed "The bark of the tree's was as soft as the skies". While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonly. He howls to the moon, "If only, if only" (I like that book even though it's meant for youngin's)
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"If only, if only" the woodpecker sighed "The bark of the tree's was as soft as the skies". While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonly. He howls to the moon, "If only, if only" (I like that book even though it's meant for youngin's)
Heheh, I'm noooo good at that. I tried before... and when I'm being made to work it tends to not come out right. But if you guys come up with a design I can draw it?
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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
Thank you, Nicky-poo. *Bows* And the fav is greatly appreciated.
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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
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Max has a hard time letting new people in..
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"If only, if only" the woodpecker sighed "The bark of the tree's was as soft as the skies". While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonly. He howls to the moon, "If only, if only" (I like that book even though it's meant for youngin's)
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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
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"If only, if only" the woodpecker sighed "The bark of the tree's was as soft as the skies". While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonly. He howls to the moon, "If only, if only" (I like that book even though it's meant for youngin's)
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"If only, if only" the woodpecker sighed "The bark of the tree's was as soft as the skies". While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonly. He howls to the moon, "If only, if only" (I like that book even though it's meant for youngin's)
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Plutonium may give you grief for thousands of years, but arsenic is forever. ~Terry Pratchett
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"Capitalization is the difference between "I had to help my uncle Jack off a horse.." and "i had to help my uncle jack off a horse..""
OPTIMUS PRIME: Because Jesus couldn't turn into a fire engine.
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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
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