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- Kat

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

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, i pray the giants my soul to keep, and if ur dies before i wake, i pray the giants my soul to take.

now is the kukubee winter of our discontent

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