...Down, Into The Grotto.
escape, to such sweet oblivion- we come with open eyes
Monday, November 1, 2010
November the first, year two thousand and ten.
The day and year of my birth.
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O what watchers are we? That claim to do all but prosper.
Make not a sound, for we few have awoken the sleeping giant.
Andrew Emerson Stone.
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