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| 12:01am 17/06/2015 |
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mood: thoughtful music: Miranda Sex Garden - Fear
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Descend from Heav'n URANIA, by that name If rightly thou art call'd, whose Voice divine Following, above th' Olympian Hill I soare, Above the flight of Pegasean wing. The meaning, not the Name I call: for thou Nor of the Muses nine, nor on the top Of old Olympus dwell'st, but Heav'nlie borne, Before the Hills appeerd, or Fountain flow'd, Thou with Eternal wisdom didst converse, Wisdom thy Sister, and with her didst play In presence of th' Almightie Father, pleas'd With thy Celestial Song. Up led by thee Into the Heav'n of Heav'ns I have presum'd, An Earthlie Guest, and drawn Empyreal Aire, Thy tempring; with like safetie guided down Return me to my Native Element

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| 06:26pm 06/06/2006 |
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Hey. I am now in Austria but just finished with Prague and Berlin. It is indescribable...my two most favourite cities so far. No time left, Weeeeee |
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| 11:10am 17/06/1989 |
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mood: introspective music: Kate Bush - Houdini
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The User Info segment couldn’t possibly provide an adequate summation of my character, and neither will my diminutive list of interests (150 spaces is not nearly enough!), so:
Here's a bio I typed out while looking to waste my time last year. Periodically updated. ( Bio ) |
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