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Jackthehammer

You can either agree with meor be wrong.

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#1 12 years ago

tis true, true I tell ya!




PC Chipmunk VIP Member

Please don't kick.

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#2 12 years ago

Hijack!!1

edit: I meant umm...."Hi Jack :)"




The_Yoki

"Germany's finest Hippie"

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#3 12 years ago

marsupilami!




Kadaj

My E-peen wouldn't fit here :(

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#4 12 years ago

Kadaj Woz Ere b4 U!!1!




Jackthehammer

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#5 12 years ago

I was here again.

gotta leave again too.

*pfoefff*




The_Yoki

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#6 12 years ago

kthxbai




Guest

I didn't make it!

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#7 12 years ago

wow..that was.....strange :uhm:




Jackthehammer

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#8 12 years ago

it's called 'life'




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Piercing the veil.

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#9 12 years ago

Forgetfulness The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel which suddenly becomes one you have never read, never even heard of,

as if, one by one, the memories you used to harbor decided to retire to the southern hemisphere of the brain, to a little fishing village where there are no phones.

Long ago you kissed the names of the nine Muses goodbye and watched the quadratic equation pack its bag, and even now as you memorize the order of the planets,

something else is slipping away, a state flower perhaps, the address of an uncle, the capital of Paraguay.

Whatever it is you are struggling to remember, it is not poised on the tip of your tongue, not even lurking in some obscure corner of your spleen.

It has floated away down a dark mythological river whose name begins with an L as far as you can recall, well on your own way to oblivion where you will join those who have even forgotten how to swim and how to ride a bicycle.

No wonder you rise in the middle of the night to look up the date of a famous battle in a book on war. No wonder the moon in the window seems to have drifted out of a love poem that you used to know by heart.

Billy Collins


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darkclone

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#10 12 years ago

Didn't you leave?




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