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06-11-2008, 07:16 PM
"You should see Aly's ship, made back in the 1800's and still runs like a charm. It's a beauty, 'cept it creaks like a bed with bad spring- OW!" Alvin had hit Okeam in the head.
"Stupid." Alvin grimaced, but it faded as she nodded to Dark Star. "Sorry for that, Okeam a little..." She shook her head. "Rude."
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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