Sunday, June 22, 2008

Epilogus

Now cracks a noble heart. Good-night, sweet prince;
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.
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1 comment:

Mad Flows Grishnackh said...

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK IT MEANS!?

December 2, 2008 at 10:45 AM

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