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An Illuminator

Member since 2002 · Posted 23 Dec 2002 · Edited 17 Sep 2003 · 2 comments

A remnant of enchanted doctrine Much unseen to his eyes Illusion conjured sleight of hand He did devise Transcending this deception Finds vagrant disregard For anything unfamiliar Anything marred An agile mind can comprehend From disarray he did descend To sort out cants he did intend But nothing can he ever mend

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[9] horus8 17-Sep-03/2:45 PM Reply
Faustiatious
[7] nentwined 17-Sep-03/6:16 PM Reply
eh?

7 for confusing me because I'm tired of giving out 4's.