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Monday, June 30, 2008

The Lake

And from the lake it came with yellowy eyes and left leg lame. It hobbled onto the stony shore covered in debris, stinking and raw. Not far away, under a starry night a fire blazes with warmth and light. Young lover’s kissed and fondled where they sat: their fate unknown, poor Jill and Matt. From... Sign in to see full entry.

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