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#422
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Espy
Wanderer
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A grudging click came from behind me, and Dante stood, glared at Michael the best he could, and collected his weapons from the arms of wary soldiers.
He grinned widely, did a mock bow, towards the captain, and mentally asked Feenai, purposefully avoiding the artificer, "Can I get a few new weapons too?"
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 07-18-2011, 11:06 PM
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