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September 13, 2005
the fall
Restless soul of mine, it would never be enough time for all your whims. Cherish the wine in the lands you claim, as
you corss the dusted settlements of unseen. Dare to the hights you wish to soar, and remember the descent, the fall, and the grace of belonging. remember the fall.
Posted by Idinraha at September 13, 2005 05:49 PM