You ought to be a bard sometimes I think,
An engineer of words.
Run run as fast as you can...
You won't believe me, I caught the JingerBread man!
And David took 5 stones
And killed Goliath with one, and no Adrian,
Goliath wasn't his father...
And I'm a happy soul tonight...
Just that sometimes I think I'm a disordered soul. Not that I'm ruled solely by appetite or spirit. I think within me all Reason, Spirit and Appetitie take turns, morphing without me knowing.
I fear though, that spirit will be my undoing

Wound 39~ Mark ryden
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