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02.15.09 / 8:06 pm
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i find that this is the only pace: aging bones and growing wrinkles. a picture of the world upon a single face, and time - the difference.i find that there are many shapes, and many instruments that create them; fires for the forging make the dark a lesser place, never again so oppressive or binding.
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