January 19, 2010
Trapped in the cardinal's sense of lore, I with mine own hourly woven darkness did smile decadence on the unforseen encumberances which were only reambled once the frailties sharpened their derivative prudences.
Trapped in the cardinal's sense of lore, I with mine own hourly woven darkness did smile decadence on the unforseen encumberances which were only reambled once the frailties sharpened their derivative prudences.
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I'm sure I'm totally off-base, but this reminds me of this: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/8466493.stm
No, I'm not obsessed with finding the inspiration for your posts.
mmmmm cave of hardened salt
nnnnn rave love pardoned malt
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