Most Beauteous RoseMost beauteous rose, Your perfume drifts across the air more gracefully than song, Subtle, intoxicating, sweeter than any wine, And upon thy supple leaves and bared thorns gathers a morning dew, Each simple bead of water caressed by leaf and aroma finding itselfMost Beauteous Rose
Distilled into purest ambrosia.
Most beauteous rose, Whose soft blossom shines like purest blood in the light of dawn, You are surely the sole envy of this mortal world, And all the shining worlds beyond this one still, But to me your many silken petals are as the teeth of a key Which shall open the cold chains
Headache
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"I do not like to say I have given my life to art. But I prefer to say art has given me my life."
-guess who this is....-
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Pangolin?
My work's in my Scraps folder at the moment.
If so:
What?!
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Pangolin?
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Welcome to the Cold & Dark of the Moral Low-Ground. It's alright though, we keep each other warm down here...
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It won't be quiet, it won't be safe, and it won't be calm. But I'll tell you what it will be: The trip of a lifetime!
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Proud User
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Up and running and easy to join!
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Whatever Will Be, Will Be!
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Dr. Venture: Why is it every time I need to get somewhere, we get waylaid by jackassery?
---The Venture Bros.
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