

BeaconThe first oneBeacon
Drowning in the shadow
Which consumed whatever was
And whatever will be
It was its own sea, and only itfs own
The self was ambiguous, unknown, ridden with error
Doomed.
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But then beyond the surface, an angel came forth
With radiance known and comparable to none
Is it of light, or of the purifying flame?
Either way, the shadow is gone.
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<this space for rent>
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J'aime la femme qui change ma vie et elle dit la même avec la voix douce. Je l'aime toujours.
I never come around here very much.
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LETS GO RED WINGS !!(and st.louis...GO MANNY!)
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