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Oh ye student of Gothic complication How dost thou writhe in a sea of nightly scented jasmine? How dost thou cast off the shackles of thy piteous life lost? To effortlessly shed the ruckfall of protagonists ...in a double narrative of well travelled refinement? Linguistically intriguing it be. the richness therein enthralls. A depiction of contemporary expression from a student of sleight of hand, wed in a rapture to the knowledge that whatever thou has written, shall flow through the fingers like a waterfall of soft white sand. M.
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May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 9:43 PM UTC
Buried in Beryl Dov
Oh ye student of Gothic complication How dost thou writhe in a sea of nightly scented jasmine? How dost thou cast off the shackles of thy piteous life lost? To effortlessly shed the ruckfall of protagonists ...in a double narrative of well travelled refinement? Linguistically intriguing it be. the richness therein enthralls. A depiction of contemporary expression from a student of sleight of hand, wed in a rapture to the knowledge that whatever thou has written, shall flow through the fingers like a waterfall of soft white sand. M.
Phantasisms after travelling Beryl Dov's "The Lonely Astronomer"
marshal-gebbie
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81/M/Australian
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 9:43 PM UTC
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