Ah, Sun-flower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the Sun,
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller's journey is done:
Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow
Arise from the their graves, and aspire
Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.(WILLIAM BLAKE)
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Cheerful 
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Elin
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and sorry for such a late reply
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Charles Rosin
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it is sometimes an appropriate response to reality to go insane.
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"Nothing is so strong as gentleness, nothing so gentle as real strength." ~Francis de Sales
i'm not obsessed with zombies... i am one.
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Charles Rosin
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YOU lost the game
Commisions are open
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Charles Rosin