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<blockquote data-quote="PipedJimmy" data-source="post: 157989" data-attributes="member: 579"><p>Love, the heart aches, the mind bleeds, the eyes swell and one's hopes and aspirations swell to the size of stanley's great spear. My tender heart beats with fervent longing to live that life sardonic authors describe with scorn and to embody those roles old men have written of, from fond memories of being their younger selves. An overwhelming blotch of red, inescapable and all encircling, my mind would reel from joyousness, I would give my right arm, if she would love me without the sight of it</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="PipedJimmy, post: 157989, member: 579"] Love, the heart aches, the mind bleeds, the eyes swell and one's hopes and aspirations swell to the size of stanley's great spear. My tender heart beats with fervent longing to live that life sardonic authors describe with scorn and to embody those roles old men have written of, from fond memories of being their younger selves. An overwhelming blotch of red, inescapable and all encircling, my mind would reel from joyousness, I would give my right arm, if she would love me without the sight of it [/QUOTE]
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