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The wind blows gently and petals from the laurel flurry past. Over the edge to the far-off sea they fly, dancing and singing in silent voices in time to the streams of crystal music pouring from the instrument below. Imagine something for me. Images conjure to the surface of the mind, a cove of paradise. A stunning shade of cerulean blue reflects the light of the stars as though thousands of precious gems were hidden beneath its surface. Perhaps it is a pirates’ cove, and there are jewels and gold to be found below if only one could dive deep enough… Deep enough to reach into the recesses of
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Im sarcastic, Im cynical, Im pessimistic, I despise the mass of humanity, and I support ones right to be gay if they choose to be. Strange that of these traits, people only bitch about the last one
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