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02-25-2007, 11:54 AM
Caramon picked up the other fuzzle as it nearly slid off the stair, and he gave it a look. "Buzz, I'm not letting you run off so you can steal beer off the local drunks again. You know what happened last time." It seemed to slump a little.
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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