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Yes. Well. Sorry about that. I think I should get points for the sheer emo of that post.Gosh, it was the literary equivalent of cutting. This is what happens when my eyes are on me and not on God.

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June 19th, 2009 by Feylian

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Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. ~W.B. Yeats

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