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Details on my alt account. ~pavillion
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Quaternion Eheu fugaces labuntur anni － HoraceQuaternion by ~fallingsilver
曙はまだ紫にほととぎす - 芭蕉
I: Dawn on Mt. Olympus
Hythlodaeus, O walk with me this eve
to summit where the stars are within reach,
to sight below, the sinusoidal beach
chant forth with glowing voice its dirge and grieve;
"Adieu to sweet Persephone! relieved
this year again from caring arms." And each
unquiet night, the darkness of the breach
assaults her flitting powers to believe.
So then, O let us walk! It is our last
foray, our last circadian beats condensed
in this elysian momen
Azaleas by ~fallingsilverLittle Village Tale Traitless alleys nonchalantly takenLittle Village Tale by ~fallingsilver
in quotidian walks to and from the market air,
are splayed in labyrinthine repose with debonair
smiles towards exchanged salutations, to awaken
souls bearing no theatric flair
by carrying throughout its temperate morning channels
the selfsame vernal lights that the dust-covered annals
of the town has seen, growing - by levels – unaware;
just as grit left floating upon one homely mantel
becomes with time a servant to the household scene,
overlooked by the buxom maid once keen
on cleaning off the molten tops of many a waning candle.
As the table, lacking in delectable cuisines
makes common tastes
Birthright 1Birthright by ~catching
Lay me, seated, at a table-faction of smiling dead: cadavers raising their forks and scalpels to their chests, gladly dining on themselves. Turn my head to that Roman rot; to the unknowing hairs of their long, unattached noses, strands overtaking the upturns of bottom lips; to the fingernails that question their place in the ranks of graves, and cusp the hollow of wine glasses like they do their own long-dissolved souls; and turn my head away from you—especially you, e sempre.
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Yesterday I discovered the virilit
yes, i saw your other page.
silly question for me to ask why when I've been how you're feeling in past experiences.
now it's time to take your own advice.
i'm going to miss you until you come back or email me or something.
dae.
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hello, Philo.
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freewill
over
fate...
...which do you choose (pick one)
I hope you're well. I'm . . . something.
I need to write more; same old story.
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