friday in our very own pub thraed
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03-28-2008, 01:44 PM
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
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There is this nasty rumour that I'm a witch
- but I use my powers only here in the bra
In the bra, eh -- powers that are upholding all that is good, no doubt.
My strength is as the strength of eight --
My heart is nearly pure.
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