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<blockquote data-quote="Blandscape" data-source="post: 463832" data-attributes="member: 1124"><p>I recall a time that never was,</p><p>abused and confused by what might have been,</p><p>When titans roamed across the land,</p><p>And frightened children hid behind their hands.</p><p></p><p>When those who could not account,</p><p>for anything but a multiple discount,</p><p>on everything they ever said or done,</p><p>while raping what they never become.</p><p></p><p>I recall a time that never was,</p><p>when forum soldiers were absolved,</p><p>from duties they once marched toward,</p><p>were surrendered to a coming hoard.</p><p></p><p>A hoard that begged for but one brief glimpse,</p><p>of a rosette or the regret of a solitary plinth,</p><p>Where confusion and talent once resided,</p><p>in an era of time long neglected.</p><p></p><p>I recall a time that never was,</p><p>when Foxy once owned a set of balls.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Blandscape, post: 463832, member: 1124"] I recall a time that never was, abused and confused by what might have been, When titans roamed across the land, And frightened children hid behind their hands. When those who could not account, for anything but a multiple discount, on everything they ever said or done, while raping what they never become. I recall a time that never was, when forum soldiers were absolved, from duties they once marched toward, were surrendered to a coming hoard. A hoard that begged for but one brief glimpse, of a rosette or the regret of a solitary plinth, Where confusion and talent once resided, in an era of time long neglected. I recall a time that never was, when Foxy once owned a set of balls. [/QUOTE]
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