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Fire is something that makes dances
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Ice is something that makes places
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Fire is something that makes destruction
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Ice is something that makes things
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and both of them, make noise.
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This is what I made with a trace image and ArtRage.
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Sometimes you just have to stop everything and help someone. Words can wait- death cannot. Pens and ink spots will always be there when you come back home. When you get the urge, go for it.
Ditto was in his study as usual reading up on history. The plip plop of water dripping off the [...]
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He could never really go “home”- could never even step foot on the land that his family once owned. He slept at his sister’s or at his cousin’s places. He would never see his father again- he was dead, and his mother was somewhere, and didn’t want to see him, or didn’t want to be [...]
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The waves go up and down
on the land; the creatures
disappear
The sun comes rising up
on the water and the moon
just sheds a tear.
Rain starts falling, thunder
strikes and lightning simply flashes
And doesn’t fear
The ship is coming so they say
they will bring us joy and peace
don’t you hear?
The ship is high and mighty
it will come home and save [...]
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