| Taken at Lost Lake by my friend Melia. |
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| "I know not too much to be threatening. But just enough to challenge EVERYTHING!" |
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"Hereby perhaps Stubb indirectly hinted, that though man loved his fellow, yet man is a money-making animal, which propensity too often interferes with his benevolence" -(Moby-Dick)
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"Old grudges, scorned lovers, sometimes I wonder why we all don't move on.
Cause we all end up in a tiny pine box, a mighty small drop in a mighty dark plot, and the mighty fine print hastens our trip to our epilogue"
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"Old grudges, scorned lovers, sometimes I wonder why we all don't move on.
Cause we all end up in a tiny pine box, a mighty small drop in a mighty dark plot, and the mighty fine print hastens our trip to our epilogue"
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"Old grudges, scorned lovers, sometimes I wonder why we all don't move on.
Cause we all end up in a tiny pine box, a mighty small drop in a mighty dark plot, and the mighty fine print hastens our trip to our epilogue"
Start the day out early, get rollin'
Head for the darker side of being.
Inflection used in only certain terms.
A renewal of past transgression.
We teach best what we most need to learn.
Watch me burn.
An irish candle blowing in the wind.
Cradled in my weary comfort.
Dangerous in it's complacency.
Modern in it's denial.
Reluctant acceptance.
The model and the mold broken.
Unique in my downward spiral.
~LCW2. Copyrite.
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"Old grudges, scorned lovers, sometimes I wonder why we all don't move on.
Cause we all end up in a tiny pine box, a mighty small drop in a mighty dark plot, and the mighty fine print hastens our trip to our epilogue"
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