hilypo
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Joined: 3/21/2012 Status: offline
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Crackling into the crescent moon splitting the air between the fork and spoon, I sit silently amongst the roses quivering across the glaciers of red,shattering the iron from the lead. Raging into the clouds I garden the skies across the sweet horizontal lies misting the green from the blue while you stand staring up for just a hint of a clue. Mystery haunts the vibrating jaunts across the historical haze we escape from like a maze, enter the days of glory in the hinterlands of our distant fatherlands, praising the rivering flames bequeathing our spirits and our plays, Shakespear through Asia and stand around the pillars of euthanasia, slumbering ferociously for the dream that leads us away from the strands of souls hanging from the seams, I stride forward and yank you from your serenity as I graze the wishes of our heavenly dishes. Hi, I'm Kyle
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