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Subject: ::Serve Yourself, Serve Your Master and You’ll Get To Heaven Faster::


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Irethas
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Date Posted: 12:44:06 05/15/02 Wed
In reply to: [][][]v.e.r.t.i.c.a.l s.i.l.v.e.r[][][] 's message, "-secrets, secrets-" on 06:03:44 05/15/02 Wed

You fill my senses like a night in the forest... the evening's luminous orb embracing us with its soft light... you fill my heart like the love that adores us... and makes it special , makes it good, makes it white... sense my love through the wood's tangled branches... feel the warmth seep through the cold ebon night... oh let me show you that my love is good and can't just be only what you sense from this flight... soar above with the trees understanding... like the race which it pounds and it knows... it knows that it will be perfectly everlasting... and only in this can my love for you grow...
The hollow cloud echoes grey in a grey sky but still alone though its tears whip the earth the patter lulls it not downcast watery eyes but for the flashes of light the wispy cloud twists swept across the sky torn by the harsh wind though it clings to the trees their arms comfort it not captured by the storm but for its sorrowed cry the hollow cloud echoes lost in a leaden sky.
Hairs of the finest contour blow finely in the mideve's breath of a wind. Fatale sidles closer breath caught in cavernous mouth of dramatic sweetness. Shadows hug the contours of glossy visage orics stand out from creamy complexion of the softest black velvet. Words drip from labrums in a soft symphony of haunted tones
...My prince, my master, do you fear the night...
Orics snap in a dance over brutes form soft silken words rasp o'er pricked auds
...I am the night...

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