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09-18-2008, 01:10 AM
I'm not sure if I already said, but CURRY. I don't care how spicy, I love curry; so long as there are no onions or bell peppers.
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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