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Old 06-23-2010, 08:34 AM   #218
Marcus Bales
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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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the rubber band broke on the catapult between the 16 candles on the cake that burned the string holding the leather pocket down, and the armature that the pebble would have moved, and the pebble hit the can of paint, instead, and from the wrong angle, and by the time I got up to rescue the cat from the laundry basket it was too late to save either the paintball gun from going off or to make it here on time.
My strength is as the strength of eight --
My heart is nearly pure.
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