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Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Shroud of the Relic

Thrice I have tempted fate To throw the spear Of her misfortune into My black heart Beating only because You have spilled your blood And I feed like an Aswang My belly full and round Lush with child of creation Thwarting Him Master of sorrows Eclectic wordsmith His testimony, holy water My skin... Sign in to see full entry.

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