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Today of ice and snow met with a head bearing wind screaming
whispering softly   urging me to flee to stay and hind break
the fight free them peace and love sing to them the war and
feed them hate 
Posted: 2006-07-26 03:47:12 UTC

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2006-08-11 18:24:49Faith
I like it... the chaos draws me.

2006-10-06 16:17:56lost the lonely dead
strange it seems strange to me right now