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Finicky Luminescent

Have you ever had a candle that instead of giving bright relief would not be properly handled and only brought you luminous grief? A strain is placed on my eyes As I struggle to engage in a story, But for a story it is coarse and boring. That sleep comes early is no suprise. Medieval life - could this be real? I could get used to the nobility, But I know this rainy night all too well, It brought me reluctantly back to reality.
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Apr 2, 2011
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