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Oct. 16th, 2008 10:30 pm
karanguni: (CLAIRE is amazed)
Just came home from some insane, intensive shopping. Mother says I don't have enough clothes. I say I have too much. I dislike most styles that are current! D: But I have pretty shoes, mm.

BUT NOW I AM HOME AND I SHALL SPEW FORTH THE INSANE AMOUNT OF TSENG/BALTHIER I HAVE BEEN THINKING OF TODAY. *types*
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A universe of unmapped grief and love
And new master light is beyond
The pleiades and plow and southern stars.

O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
The traceries of known skymarks,
Slide the highway planets behind
Your clear waxed wings.

Go conquer the everywhere left
Beyond your sad confinement
In a predicted bonehouse,
Witch thrown riddle of flesh
And water.

O soar until nothing
remains but great glittering holes
In the black godspun shirt over your head.

- John Fairfax
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