Wizened Rod of Plato

January 12, 2012
By jkdreamers BRONZE, Sugar Land, Texas
jkdreamers BRONZE, Sugar Land, Texas
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Eyes of hazel earth,the wind once sung of your arrival to these lands, and the omniscient sea salted flame that would arise within your pupils. Your hunger, the wind once cackled among the crisping leaves of autumn, would be one foreign to the ravenous abode of one's stomach, an irrefutable demand for a sort of power that had not yet diffused with our culture.


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