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Subject: -...playful inquiry...-


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Date Posted: 13:22:53 06/11/01 Mon
In reply to: /\^ Twelve Bar Blues ^/\ 's message, "~!~ Crisp sight turns... ~!~" on 12:14:12 06/11/01 Mon

-squeals once more with delight as the gorgeous mosaic contorts to one final image, the pieces either returning to the forest bed or escaping out into the world beyond that of overshadowing limbs. Female is entrances, filly-like actions unstoppable. Just a young one, is obsessed with that which is simple, is obsessed with life.- "Where do you think they'll go?" -simple questions that seem so much more to her course through her mind. No longer do thoughts of her meaning, her existance trouble her. All was answered in that fleeting glimpse into topaz orbs illuminated by a ferocious blizt that horrid night. Horrid, yet provided closure. Closure..that's what she was seeking. And now it is hers. She is free to hold this steed 'hostage' and marvel at all that life is...to be awakened as if her first day on this Earth...to be pure, honest...seek the truth...seek the simple majesty of life. And with her handsome captive, shall take it all on in stride. Gaze once more locks upon him- "What? Well where is it? I *demand* to know." -Once more, the running joke continues, though comment is serious. How could he have shown her all this, and yet there be more?-





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