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Friday, July 25, 2008


Night's fog stumbles through the country side
ivory cold fingers reaching far and wide
to touch the warmth of a fair madens skin
while eyes gaze towards her beautiful twin;

the moon's glow accompanies her whistful moans
as they reach a climax of crescendoing unkowns,
soon the eye of ra is slit open to reveal
the scene as it is replayed on your newsreel.

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