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Post by Former Member on Mar 7, 2019 10:16:08 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smoldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish
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Pearson
"a picture is worth a thousand words, a moving picture is worth a million words" Pearson
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November 2009
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Post by Pearson on Mar 8, 2019 4:17:54 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smoldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam...
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Post by Former Member on Mar 9, 2019 10:37:52 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smoldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over
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Post by Former Member on Mar 9, 2019 12:17:30 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smoldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue
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Caajscot (John)
Life goes on
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April 2015
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Post by Caajscot (John) on Mar 10, 2019 1:08:21 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters...
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May 6, 2024 8:45:18 GMT -8
Pearson
"a picture is worth a thousand words, a moving picture is worth a million words" Pearson
6,537
November 2009
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Post by Pearson on Mar 10, 2019 13:48:01 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for...
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Nixeon
Active Rper on The Shula Region
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Post by Nixeon on Mar 12, 2019 0:18:42 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time...
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Aug 7, 2018 7:44:43 GMT -8
Caajscot (John)
Life goes on
3,572
April 2015
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Post by Caajscot (John) on Mar 14, 2019 0:17:33 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving...
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Pearson
"a picture is worth a thousand words, a moving picture is worth a million words" Pearson
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November 2009
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Post by Pearson on Mar 14, 2019 5:43:59 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because...
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Post by Former Member on Mar 14, 2019 6:08:51 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks
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Jun 21, 2021 13:23:12 GMT -8
Thorne
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Post by Thorne on Mar 17, 2019 11:36:19 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were
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May 6, 2024 8:45:18 GMT -8
Pearson
"a picture is worth a thousand words, a moving picture is worth a million words" Pearson
6,537
November 2009
pearson
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Post by Pearson on Mar 17, 2019 18:36:21 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken...
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Aug 7, 2018 7:44:43 GMT -8
Caajscot (John)
Life goes on
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April 2015
caajscot
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Post by Caajscot (John) on Mar 18, 2019 0:09:12 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart...
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Post by Former Member on Mar 20, 2019 9:03:26 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from
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149117
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May 6, 2024 8:45:18 GMT -8
Pearson
"a picture is worth a thousand words, a moving picture is worth a million words" Pearson
6,537
November 2009
pearson
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Post by Pearson on Mar 20, 2019 18:48:37 GMT -8
There once burned a purple flame underneath the caves, and its kinky flame thrower twisted and flared upward, only suddenly did the flame choose what it was once upon us.
And it was then that the flame burned brightly in the field of clover of a green field with full blossoms of real wildflowers and birds, only the gifted could see shadows of mystery, but then I burned my final torch for the last time, which was dying.
I turned and there, behind me there stood a big waver of puppies barking and running with wooden sticks to poke their master's butts and shock them while they were watching some gremlins, but shadows were forming a dark corner.
In the ground below me was a big yellow flower and charred, black logs smouldering in ashes and rolling along the field suddenly coming to a stop.
Fifteen feet below the flower, water was twisting down the pipe heading toward a lake filled with blue gourami's feeding on flaked fish spiced something hot.
Then the fish swam over blue waters for time-saving because clocks were broken apart from their
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