

To FlyTo long for wings man is not meant, Nor under flight's sweet weight be bent; To seek the rush among the winds Until his breath be wholly spent;To Fly
To drink the clouds light-nectared sighs Nor find his soul among the skies; To sing with joy lest he should faint, Or burn and thirst to upward rise.
And yet the zephyr calls to me To grace the firmament and be At home in blessed flight at last, Unhindered hence by gravity
To feel the swell of wing-blades ache For all above, until I shake From matchless bliss, unrivaled thrill, &
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Adun Toridas
Drown in a cesspool... of Darkness
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"Prepare yourself. You'll get no sympathy from me."
~Ike (Super Smash Bros. Brawl)
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"Works of art are created by those who are prepared to go to the limit." - Hayao Miyazaki
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21 12 2012
The gates will open once again
And once again will His blood run blue
And His actions will determine the flow of the rivers of fate
Will you follow him?
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