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09-21-2012, 08:32 PM
"Would you judge me if I said I can't whistle?" She smiled sheepishly. "I've tried. Maybe Beauty will come to a not-so-effective whistler." She mostly took splints, wraps, and a good deal of the painkillers and a few of the plaster wraps; she also found a box of not-that-clean scalpels and other items. That was useful! "I think I'm good here."
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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