From shando

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You know, I realized recently over the last few days that these last 3 1/2 or so years that we have been in touch it has always been you who initiated conversations and pulled me into them. I'm sorry I didn't appreciate it more, and thank you so much for your appreciation/fascination of my personhood. wink I really appreciate it now. You also have a much bigger portion of my interest these days as a result. Sorry it took so many years to fully realize this, but you my friend, are fucking awesome. biggrin ARRR!!!ARRR!!!ARRR!!!ARRR!!!bokbokbok

From shando

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Leaf mold? NO NO NO!
YOU:
As the winter winds grew sharp on your brow
for all your treason and seasoned excuse
...your silvery blue eyes raked in the sorrow
Your hair was like fire even in the night
when shades were hard to see and the moon cast none
there, I believe
...was never a tomorrow

The shadows of all that you have been
are displayed on the refuge of time
You walked with beauty in your every part
You held us to the stars
As the horror fades there is nothing more
...and I'm found on the chips of my bones

Your golden mane reaches from the silvery blue tips
and a sorrow that drinks it's own blood is your demeanor
and they did so much as love you before the panic had grown
What is sold here is the courage of fear
and the absolution of pain I am shown
My hair is not but coarse stone
Yours is beauty's true home
tongue