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Sunday, February 25, 2007

Gravity, My Legs Have Run Off Towards The Moon And My Arms Are Flying With The Birds


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Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Death Seems To Grin Across My Face, But The Cure Has Bloomed Beautiful


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Monday, February 19, 2007

The Seraph Has Run Away Again, And We Are Left With This Plague


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Sunday, February 04, 2007

Three Rings Bizarre

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Saturday, February 03, 2007

Circus World

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Friday, February 02, 2007

Ladies And Gentlemen, Boys And Girls, Welcome To The Circus

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