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Man is himself responsible for success or failure in his life
posted by
adventurer02
on October 22, 2015 at 3:02 AM
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life is our mind and souls bending and possibly breaking to deal with reality. what a gift.
posted by
darkness
on August 15, 2004 at 5:32 AM
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Howling At The Edge of Town
Sinuous, steamy words like the cry of the lone wolf on a gelid Winter eve--forlorn, lustful, desperate, seeking an identity in the faceless wildeness. Or perhaps the purr of the pantheress, curled contentedly around her fresh kill, blood tinged lips curled into an ironic, huntress's smile. To dare is to invite devouring, but what a lovely way to go. 
Yours howlingly,
The Wolf At The Edge of Time
posted by
WhiteWolf359
on July 23, 2004 at 1:30 PM
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My thanks for reading Ariala as always
Raven Darke
posted by
RavenDarke
on July 23, 2004 at 8:31 AM
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Beautiful work, as always.
posted by
Ariala
on July 22, 2004 at 4:43 PM
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