

The Heat of Father's HatredI look out the window, Father waves. I place my hand on the glass, where He stands, but His image fades, swallowed by His own rage. I have seen one season, a season when fire reigns, a season that comes with a murderous sun. Hatred, i feel, only, His hatred. Like a blaze in the sky, it fills the air. His harsh words float around, in my head. I'm going insane. Please, God, save me! Take me away from here. Don't let me burn...The Heat of Father's Hatred
Sorry its taken so long to get back to you
Alex
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When enthusiasm is driven by confidence any goal can be attained
-Robert E. Regent
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♥ ¦"When you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however unlikely, must be the truth."¦♥
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So die bluomen ūz dem grase dringent,
same si lachen gegen der spilden sunnen,
in einem meien an dem morgen fruo,
und diu kleinen vogellīn wol singent
in ir besten wīse, die si kunnen,
waz wünne mac sich dā gelīchen zuo?
it's done!
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Streets, yo.
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Remember what Bilbo used to say: It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.
~from J.R.R. Tolkien's "The Fellowship of the Ring"
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