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Offer Upgrade User ID: 20063747 Canada 09/04/2015 05:00 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Through us does spy the Migdol eye; behold! The colossus in wait that young eagles may fly. Knoweth thou not an ever greener wintry spry, Or any ashes more completely soaked in sky; or an any more facilitating, less tempering dye. Yes, for every foundry he's told, a man's a fortune haggled his breathe-in's his quickening of his shattering stifling seize; for as in a snowfall early, or a nuclear freeze, his perfect direction's off by at most two seas Thus every gander's a goose; and every goose 'er own gaggle! The sultry inaction wound-up 'round taught mounds' waggle. dim light peers through to a sensor by-enlarged and via retinas tilled: and sold for six lives to be broken, barring the one life being fulfilled Pray to take heart in precision, dowry, and sleaze when wifey's abode is the stars on her knees, and hazel's the colour of green's strangled ease; when the Sun's not shone cause the rain just can't cease, then take heart in knowing she swallowed the key Take heart in knowing that eagles shall alight, winged intellectual prowess n' raw military might and a banshee cries out; a duchess of the bite 'reckon I your beckoning, and I only by your light see the nuance in shadow as he dances in the night. thunder's purge of voltage-bolted nuts of bluish-white See and feel it all, I do; but only by your light" .... "If there is evil in this world, does it have mercy?" [link to s328.photobucket.com] <-- some artwork --:~: |
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