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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura

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    It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah; any
    Pot Of Cream
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    08-29-2016, 02:52 PM
    "Pot Of Cream but call me Pot.I really shouldn't be doing this."she looked worried.She rested her limping keg and so she was standing on three legs.She couldn't keep still,she kept bobbing her head up and down.
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    RE: It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah; any - by Pot Of Cream - 08-29-2016, 02:52 PM



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