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In thy bounteous womb grow
these perfect, ripened fruit
they tumble and they fill
our ever questing arms
O Amalthea!
thy precious horn
enwrapped in a vine of wisteria
it waits for the poor
and the worthy alike
as passes syzygy
after another and yet one
before the dark and thy fall.
these perfect, ripened fruit
they tumble and they fill
our ever questing arms
O Amalthea!
thy precious horn
enwrapped in a vine of wisteria
it waits for the poor
and the worthy alike
as passes syzygy
after another and yet one
before the dark and thy fall.
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Don't you just love raping mythology? <_<
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because I'm just awesome like that.
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because I'm just awesome like that.
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You are. :] The most awesome, in fact.