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It was that time of year again, midsummer. One of the highlights of the year for me is our little village fair. We always seem to get the weather as well. I think once in the last ten years we had rain. It was only a little shower though and was soon gone...

tonight, for another last time I'm going to fall in love with a darkness that will cover me like water and wash down my spirit in a riding current of dreams in which the angels are free to love devils and the devils bow their heads longing for the mercy o...

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