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Subject: }‘Ô Ghost of a Dream Ô }‘ Author: Child [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 14:24:02 09/16/03 Tue In reply to: Jewel Kastoff 's message, "Mother" on 13:58:02 09/16/03 Tue Small transparent, silver haired child, seemingly floating off the ground stands infront of Jewel with her hands held tightly behind her back. Her large eyes look straight into the females. What did you expect from him? He dispises himself and henceforth dispises everyone like him. Were you to expect a loving relationship from one who hates themselves? Is it even possible to love others and not love yourself? How much love will your child get from him? Will she grow up to love others? Everything is a spyralling loop, both of love, and death. There is nothing else to it. Let love die, and you die with it. Never let love come, and you never die. Yet everyone makes a disission to love, and that is why everyone dies. But to have love, should you die? or let it live? Her face is serene and expressionless. Her features are cold and smooth. She came from no where and from nothing, yet knew so much. Why let it die? [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Mother Jewel Kastoff 14:33:58 09/16/03 Tue Ghost of a Dream -- Child, 17:47:57 09/16/03 Tue Mother -- Jewel Kastoff, 02:09:47 09/26/03 Fri Ghost of a Dream -- Child, 18:12:12 09/27/03 Sat Mother -- Jewel Kastoff, 20:48:02 09/27/03 Sat