Monday Jul 04, 2005

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Dear Crushing Void,

I am forever at your mercy. And to sate, the theives grin, halo to the ground upon which I now lift.

The contours of Ganemede and the fires that burn in the eyes of my queen. I beseech thee!




Your hassok in frenzied prayer,

~S~
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