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Paean (Other) by Terence

I was restless, unhappy and bored. Then my spirit soared for a girl. Now in boundless amazement I praise the dear Lord, For the world is my oyster when she is my pearl.

<{Baba^Yaga}> 17-Jul-03/10:25 AM
See, to me, this has all been down to death. Does that mean it's not good or worth it's meaning to you? No. So here.




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