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The UnseeingMan does not trust what he cannot see. He must prove what should be left to nursery rhymes, the imaginations of the fleet-hearted. He reaches out for something solid Wanting not mist in the air, but the dagger of an oleander leaf, tiny sparks of grass, wanting naught but sun, water, earth. He must see it with his eyes, milky white, blind,The Unseeing
or he will not believe what he is told. And all of reaching, grabbing,
has left our world but a wisp. A whisker of burnt grass,
a dead flower blooming.
by ~NALiiB3LLiiUM
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i w i l l f o l l o w y o u u n t i l t h e d a y i t a l l e n d s
b u t u n t i l t h e n , l e t m e p r o t e c t e v e r y o n e
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♥ PANDA && Co.
"SINCE 1992."
I love you. o wo
-runs away-
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WARNING:
I love Utau from Shugo Chara. > o >
I also have a giant paddle. And a d00m trident.
I will not hesitate to use them on you. ;D
Have a nice day.
Oh noez. It's Nali.
[hides under a bush]
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Die-hard Tales of Symphonia fan that is always looking for hugs.
DEMONPHANG on TegakiE ~
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