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#948
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Espy
Wanderer
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Dante raised an eyebrow under the blindfold, noticing how the inky aura trembled, barely under control. He, on the other hand, barely needed to think about the offer.
"That would be--! I...I mean, food would be much appreciated. And a drink. Of anything." Preferably lots of expensive food, he mused to himself, trying to remember the last time he ate something half-decent. Succor capsules got rather...nasty...after a while.
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â• â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â•
Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 02-21-2013, 07:38 PM
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