Espy
Wanderer
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#135
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Running his hand through the grime, Dante found his weapons. He wiped them for a bit on his narrow cloak before putting them back into his holsters, then stiffened suddenly.
"What's this oppressive aura that's heading straight towards us? This is not a trap, is it, Mr. Lion?"
STONEWALL WAS A RIOT
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
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Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 06-24-2011, 12:10 PM
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