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Subject: <-�-> ... <^> ... !! ... <^> ... <-�->

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Date Posted: 22:33:15 04/23/01 Mon
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In reply to: When Angels Cry 's message, "��<�>~~~~~The mare enters~~~~~<�>��" on 16:22:07 04/23/01 Mon

Dark dull glare washes over the meadow in mock interest, chocholate form resting beneath the moon's envious rays. Thick tresses of ebon forelock shroud his dark orbs, allowing him peace and mystery. Deep snort is emitted at the feel of orbs piercing upon him. Dial snaps about, searching for the creator of such a gaze. Dull gaze washes about the meadow in his silent search, all emotions tucked deep within the dying shards of his blackened heart, buried deep within his melted soul.

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