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10-11-2005, 04:05 PM
"Who're you to tell me what to do?" Luckily, the boy had already gone to the alley and was whistling for the dog and yelling "Fido!" She stood up and walked behind him.
"He's back farther. I'm scared to go any far back: I hate the dark..." He walked in more, and soon he didn't see anything.
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...
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