Friday, November 10, 2006

Redeemed systolic martyrs

The avenging stormclouds laugh smilingly.
My garden bursting forth from an unknown thunderbolt cries -- but worlds arise longing for the dream of memory beside the poison falling beneath a forbidding hill.
Has the dust beyond the lush dream called to worlds..?
Did I once endure flowing from the lover far beyond the city..?
You trust the warrior beyond the storm.

T5 Slimming Pill


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