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05-04-2002, 04:12 PM
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The Perished Flame
Join Date: Apr 2002
Location: behind my eyes
Posts: 1,096
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My voice is tender, my waist is slender,
I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow, Or else I have nothing to say. Who has hands, but cannot hold, Teeth, but cannot bite, Feet, but they are cold, Eyes, but without sight?
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