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Questioning, we entered the afterlife,walking together as we had been
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An artist in the morn finds a lady who asks to be painted with a plucked rose, she stands there staring with a peahen on her arm. By eveninby dewfall 100 words, on Jun 19 1:30 AM 2007. In
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by dewfall <100 words, 1 comment, on Jul 20 12:54 AM 2007
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by dewfall <100 words, 2 comments, on Aug 2 6:47 AM 2007
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by dewfall 4100 words, 3 comments, on Jun 16 2:20 AM 2007. In Adult, Dark, Depression, Fantasy, First person, Love, Romance
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