Words are the mirrors of our discontents merely; they contain all the huge unhatched eggs of the world's sorrows.

I'd love to go back to the late 80's and tell them about our time	All the burdens so brown and heavy	I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned	articulatory phonetics
I offer a toast to endings, and to forgetting	iceowl's adventure quest	The Shalosh Regalim	The Original Series Episodes - Season 3
Just Cause	To the Muses	They are telling me it is time to go	Table Wine
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