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May 31, 2011 17:26

I do not appreciate this [pause] 'poem' which has graced the inside of my home. This is a part.

[Kind of sloppy, clearly copied.]

The bones from hell you cannot tame
Devour your life and all your fame
That is the price to play its game
And all while you're reminiscing

This vandalism has long ago become tiresome.

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ice_echani June 2 2011, 02:06:03 UTC
That is a rather dark-sounding poem. At least if it is the Tree's, it will be gone, but that makes it no less aggravating.

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cathar_jedi June 3 2011, 03:06:54 UTC
Quite. I cannot tell if it is a specific message or more inane babble.

It is almost enough to drive me to stay out of doors once again.

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