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The Perigenetic Prayer (Sonnet) by ALChemy

Father live through me, be the shadow at my heel, the glistening of my brow, my halo and my crown. For I am yours truly, the incarnated ideal and the dream unbound. Mother be my refuge from the tempest and the temptress, (My desires for the sirens lead from violets to violence) be the quintessential muse for you are the empress that rules in serene silence.

Ranger 1-Nov-06/2:25 AM
You see, I wouldn't mind that much even if you were anti-English, as I'm pretty sure that you would have some sort of thought behind it. As opposed to Edna who seems to have absorbed all the political nous that comes from using The Sun as toilet paper.

In any case, we're not exactly the most credible nation at the moment. And I don't see it changing in the near future :-(




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