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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. The dogs Are mad Enraged The guards Have called a meeting To gather together With the general And figure out Just what the Hell Went wrong Iron doors High stone walls Topped with glass And wire Bridges burned For miles around Yet why is she In his dreams . [This message has been edited by Huan Yi (07-10-2007 04:17 PM).] |
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Robert Jordan Member
since 2007-02-07
Posts 392Philadelphia Pa USA |
Huan Yi, Very clever writing. I like this a lot. Bobby |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
of the darkness the only gleam |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice...James |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
some women you just can't get off your mind |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Why indeed? Maybe he needs to retreat from the insanity that surrounds him. A |
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