Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
William Butler Yeats.









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Yeah! Wookiee life-debts for everyone!
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I'm trying to leave my Abraham Lincon days behind me.
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*HUGS* you have been hacked by Lord Rebecca-Sama!!! (is it called hacking if I force the password out of you? XD) LOVE YOU BUDDY!!!
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