For Art Thou Cruelty
Turn the Blind Eye
Think of her flittered to Heaven
Run amok in grand timing and delight and fight this writer’s block to the Death
O Lord
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Hark! The Angel of Time!
Hark! The Angel of Time!
For Art Thou Cruelty
Turn the Blind Eye
Think of her flittered to Heaven
Run amok in grand timing and delight and fight this writer’s block to the Death
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“The writer’s prayer” cracking up. “Run amok in grand timing and delight and fight this writer’s block to the Death” love that line
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Thank you! That is so sweet!
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Gruntville will depletheth creativity share dreams alike care to care dare to dream and make it real
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