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Second morning by the end of the day

Ethan Switch - Wednesday, November 15, 2006 - 23:29:27 - print it raw

Tasting a sweet drip of the night sweat's drop, all is forgiven for there will be no more apologies to hand over. Schematics, machinations and all that jazz, a burly wind of regret grazes over the glassy eyes behind cross hairs. Too young to understand the field yet old enough to join the ranks.

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