

The Hands of CirceThe hands of Circe - Flashing, gleaming, grasping - Nails of diamond blood and Skin of ivory bone. All elegance and thanatos, The meeting of will and eros, Set to bring aboutThe Hands of Circe
The destruction of the beautiful And to summon The beauty in destruction: The fire rushing just before The fierce new growth of spring. The Goddess misunderstood But not misunderstanding.
P.A.W.
Haha just noticed.
Nice poetry.
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Never wear a moomoo at your business meetings!
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When the seagulls follow the trawler, it's because they think that sardines are going to be thrown into the sea - Eric Cantona
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[link] ....Bring it on!
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GREEN TEA!
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The kingdom of FAR FAR Away, Donkey? That's where we're going! FAR! FAR!... away.
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The kingdom of FAR FAR Away, Donkey? That's where we're going! FAR! FAR!... away.
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Go play. You can pretend to be a grown-up tomorrow.
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~Dysprosium
It is pleasant at times to play the madman
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