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ratanatheevilkitty (profile) wrote, on 7-12-2011 at 4:10pm | |
EURYDICE Suddenly nothing is as it was Where are you now, Orpheus? Wasn’t it always the two of us Weren’t we birds of a feather? HADES Hey, little songbird, let me guess He’s some kind of poet - and he’s penniless Give him your hand, he’ll give you his hand-to-mouth He’ll write you a poem when the power’s out |
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