Jan 16, 2005 01:44
the winds rush, swirl and tear. the air around you with tendency to bear misfortune and chaos from every direction. now the thing that troubles me most is that air has no form, similarities to a ghost. the air that causes your great tragedies is the same air that you breath and gives your life its majesties.
-the madman
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