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~^ Ramses ^~
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Date Posted: 15:42:14 11/20/01 Tue
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~^ Ramses ^~
's message, "... He Has Arrived ..." on 09:13:01 11/20/01 Tue
>~ Watching, each gesture a string, tugging at him,
>urgeing him foward, the chilling winds drop quickly
>and rapidly, announceing winter, rustleing the still
>mane apon blooded mast, curved greatly to the best of
>watching her, large liqued orbs are solid, none but a
>lace of ice blue within them, not noticed before as
>rubbery nares of velvet expand, inhaling the vixen's
>sent, admireing her many colors, though that is not
>what attracted him to her so, she had appeared before
>him, back home, when he was a colt, the two leggers
>did this to breed, though he was uncertain of what she
>came for, windswept tresses dance within the wind as
>he bravely whickers toward her, though it is raspy,
>unused vocals scratched, on cause of fear it might
>send her into fleet, slender limbs hold massive arab
>still, not giving a quiver ofpaying any heed to the
>tempature drop in the winds ~
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