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Hey You, last day’s I felt/am sick with the flu. Problem is that I found myself in trouble with passwords. So sorry I have to announce Metal Clusters – House Flock and Allsortofart all 3 are lost.
So I started a new combining and less noisy shared Ning network; The CORE
You are invited if I didn’t yet (by your mail address), try to sign up.
If you cant, contact me and I’ll invite you with your mail address.
@ pons.kasper@yahoo.com
I would be honoured ..!
http://inner-core.ning.com/
So I started a new combining and less noisy shared Ning network; The CORE
You are invited if I didn’t yet (by your mail address), try to sign up.
If you cant, contact me and I’ll invite you with your mail address.
@ pons.kasper@yahoo.com
I would be honoured ..!
http://inner-core.ning.com/
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Bloody pics & sick layouts at VomitVault.com
Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou thinkst thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow
And soonest our best men with thee do go
Rest of their bones and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppies or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke. Why swellst thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die!
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