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Recipe Route
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- Kat
An invitation
An Invitation:
I want you to visit my tower.
Some towers are a monument to acquisitions.
Some towers are devoted to commerce.
Some are beautiful interior decorations
I think I want to create an intriguing experience.
I'm adding to it as inspiration dictates.
If you visit, then the pleasure of an
improvement suggestion note will be valued.
JudkinOnion
this is the way the world ends
The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms
In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river
Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death's twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.
Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long
Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
now i lay me down to sleep
Now i lay me down to sleep,
i pray the giants my soul to keep,
and if ur dies before i wake,
i pray the giants my soul to take.
here is my last breath
now is the kukubee winter of our discontent
i have buried my heart in pielus pleurotus
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