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#oberon
Unto a summer and all that seemed likely, set open as a tome that old friends discovered lightly. One day, as many of them do, did simmer and saunter under the golden glimmer and heat that haunted away the dew. Slumber then and to you shall pass, a little of brotherly offense collapsing with the weight of ten siblings crass. What can I say to one such as thee, but wish and wonder and ne’er throw away, the exquisite plunder of such a deepening display, wrought whistling in a cinnamon forest of raspberry inlays— unbound, incorked and nuptially unmade. A coat for the shoulders to keep the cold at bay, and a rather wistful, wicked malaise glistening in the skull of those that always threaten to run away.   Life is a gateway and nothing remains.
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Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 9:36 AM UTC
Oberon waxing
The maiden so fair In all her grace The gold leaf in her hair And snow pedaled face Night and day we sing In elegant song A rhyme to our queen       And look Oberon!!!!!
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Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 11:34 PM UTC
Titania
Of all the kings Bear him to mind Eternal ruler of these Riches, magic, and wine Of fairies and song Now praise Oberon
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Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 11:30 PM UTC
Oberon
There's more to this little brown bottle than the sunshine within, and if you search across the hills of Kalamazoo you'll find the meaning of gold. Cheers to this: the smell of barbecue and grass and the taste of oranges drenched in ale and sunlight. As the fire crackles and the flames move like the flags we claim, I can hear each individual string on a friend's guitar as they tell a story of an everlasting summer. When it's cold the sun smiles and burns as the sound of cannonballs piercing aqua blue waves washes through your body clad in pink skin, and fabrics seen from many and any wandering eye. As the hi-hat sizzles, so too does your soul, and that's why you can't help but dance dance dance. But just like any season, this friendly brown bottle is a moment in time. Winter must come, people must go, but somewhere in the recipe for your favorite drink are all of their names glistening in gold.
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Jun 10, 2016
Jun 10, 2016 at 5:54 PM UTC
Oberon