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![]() Honula,I have lost you.........and I am wounded for it.
Not even the beauty of a Speegish poyem could help. I cry now in my darkness. My pine..my song of you. |
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That f reaking stuff right there us enough to make me poke my eye out......my god man.
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![]() This might have got me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qbiYv_lNfFA
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![]() Honula.....2 things.
If you actually went out of your way to meet the snake in the grass,Dumbinger-----then I may have been wrong about you. Second...if that is your idea of someone pining for you, then you are the world's most indefatigable witch.Which (!) means I am wrong about you. You disgust me. |
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I know you dunt like him but Dell has seen me in the flesh ask him what I look like. ![]()
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