The Wrath of Dawn
Posted by WrathofDawn at 3:59 p.m.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
*silence*
Indeed, and agreed.
One day late, I have posted something also.
Bullwinkle was not available...
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