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Firedell (Other) by Spindle
There's a very special place inside of my head That I visit whenever I lie in my bed. In it I am light as a feather and stiff as a board. I am queen, peasant, lady and lord. The grass seems greener the sky more blue. Every creature and being has a slightly brighter hue. No one else can come to my place but I am not lonely For I am the one who created it for me and me only.

Up the ladder: spiritually driven
Down the ladder: Be Free Ye

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Arithmetic Mean: 3.5
Weighted score: 4.928861
Overall Rank: 9245
Posted: December 27, 2004 10:54 AM PST; Last modified: December 27, 2004 10:54 AM PST
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[7] Dovina @ 69.175.6.101 | 27-Dec-04/2:31 PM | Reply
Pleasant dreams.
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