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Hothouse - PreludeHer blood was blue and perfectly connected, and she wore it with the effortless aplomb of any good aristocrat...like a delicate see through dress that flowed off her body like summer. She had long legs and the kind of skin you associate with lace; and a smile that told fortunes and broke hearts, and left men and women wondering at the shadows that caught in the corners of her lips and teased their thoughts. Her hair warmed the air around her with the scent of tube roses when she moved; and she loved the effect mirrors had whenever she passed, as if they were asking her questions. Simply put, her appearance was enchanting - the kind of magic tHothouse - Prelude
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I understand the muppets on a much deeper level than you
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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[to see a world in a grain of sand]
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Ask me about my Poodle flavored bubble gum!
Doing commisions on a selective basis drop me a message to see if we can work something out
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^_^
i have come back from a long journey
sought to know myself in times of victory
sought to know myself in times of doubt
i have found out only that it is better to love
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
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the graves that were his
eyes shut out the light
coming from the better
days.
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
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You sure have shown some good taste.
hope you can stop by mine
ramble not, time
lest we falter
and
and fall in
behind thee.
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
Now you can buy my book here!--------->>> [link]
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