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#4
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Espy
Wanderer
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A better sense of smell than mine? It must have been because the brackish odor from the sea...She wasn't used to it. That surely had to be the case.
"A rebel like you, and only looking for supplies...sir," she added as she noted the man's fineries and mentally compared them to her own rough jacket. Hmph. Such a man...he surely can't fight, she mused to herself.
"Anyways." She threw out her free hand as a gesture of camaraderie. ...Che. Not.
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 08-01-2011, 03:02 AM
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