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05-10-2008, 04:39 AM
I know it's raw, and begs you to pull her by the hair, from behind (;o), but the fact that she can still hit such a low note is worthy of kudos.
The color of the sala flower reveals the truth that is... To flourish is to fall. The proud do not endure.
Heaven or Hell, Let's Rock!
Like a passing dream on a night in Spring. The mighty fall at last, to be no more than dust before the wind.
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