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The Kings of Paradise (Other) by Spindle

Dark as night with the day's own light the rays flicker and fall. In the dim below all things do glow the same one and all. Here Royals hold court on the proud wooden support yet never knowing they're there. None of them caring, yet all of them sharing that same knowing stare. In front of their face roam jesters in lace dancing round like the smoke in the sky. But suddenly light gives them a good fright and they all must say goodbye.

Spindle 9-Apr-04/9:10 PM
"a marijuana?" Can we just stick to what this site is suppose to be about; reading other peoples' works and critiquing them instead of making petty insults towards personality flaws you think you find in the two sentences you read of a comment by them?




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