Slowly the clock of my sanity prowls the halls of pune, poking the badgers of reason into clusters and sweeping them down the stairs. Hardly lit corners of circular rooms can't fill up with dust in this wind you know.
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@ 2008-05-20 – 12:31:13
Slowly the clock of my sanity prowls the halls of pune, poking the badgers of reason into clusters and sweeping them down the stairs. Hardly lit corners of circular rooms can't fill up with dust in this wind you know.
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Erm, if you find any badgers of reason can you send me one please. We only seem to have badgers of unreason today.
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