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a tale of olde....
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a tale of olde.... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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Can I cut me open? How sharp the knife can slice a soul? Can I speak my heart-- beat spoken? Tell me now, lest I grow cold... Come here, still my shaken mind... Come here, you were meant for me, Come to me and know you're mine. and come again, come to believe, this dance of soul... a tale of olde... simple faith of love's reprieve-- Come unto me, Gaze in belief, allow release serenity, give it---give it all to me... release my secrets--told... |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
ooohhhh serenity.....this hurts....BADDDD......me thinks you need a visit from your SS... |
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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
Hi K. ... this is beautiful ... nice style and an easy read ... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Mark, I thank you kindly, but forgive my ignorance, but what exactly is an SS---and are you quite certain that I have one? Mr. Miller--always a pleasure to hear from you, I thank you for your kindness. |
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