Sunday, April 13, 2008

Death Poem: Musings Of The Wanderer Comments

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Woe to him who be filled with dread,
Who doth rot from within like old loaves of bread.
Or to he who be encumbered by heavy heart,
Who hath found it replaced by lead.
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Orran Ainmire
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Aaron Tate 22 April 2008

this is the meal I do indeed injoy. A nice slice of metaphoric salvory steak, which I can naw upon at any give time, I find nessacary. THank you for this delious meal.

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