Whispers of A Blue Moon

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Monday, March 21, 2005

I do believe in returning favours, and so, there are new links to terra firma now. Close acquaintances all. Changes have also been made to the soundtrack here, with Within Temptation, a Dutch band being the star of this week. By the way, if my dear readers don't hear anything, please do not be alarmed. Nothing is wrong. Just that this file is rather large and I only have limited bandwidth.

And.

In all faith, I do pray that butterflies survive in winter, don't I? White butterflies, how nice it would be. There are some boundaries that I cannot cross here, and til then, my lips are sealed. But faith, have faith. And so, in deep thought, I pray and hope.

Ave Maria.


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Aristocrat

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"My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.
They have turned night into day,
and after darkness I hope for light again.
If I wait hell is my house, and I have
made my bed in darkness.
I have said to rottenness: thou art
my father; to worms, my mother and
my sister.
Where is now then my expectation,
and who considereth my patience?
All that I have shall go down into
the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there
at least I shall have rest?"

Job 17:11-16 dv.

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