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Imaginative poetry
Like a vision for a moment in the woods. It*s similar to seeing fallen branches as elves and brush and greenery as monsters. I imagine a dark trunk with weeping branches of light green as your sorceress. BCA, Bill*s Ca
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BC-A
on March 4, 2009 at 1:11 PM
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