and then he traversed from across a great open space of dust and extracted himself from a bitter shell and stepped out gleaming and unusual and i licked him clean and fell once more into his shattered soul.
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speak to the dark angels
"Not One Rats Ass"
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thanks.
i'm home, here again...
Very nice. I am reminded of the last line of "To share an angels pain."
You are not finished yet.
peace
Interesting if a little obscure but then again, judging by the comments, maybe it is meant to be that way.
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