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13 years ago @ 2013 - Hello World Network! · 0 replies · +1 points
13 years ago @ 21stCN Blog - About Me · 0 replies · +1 points
I am new to Second Live http://www.secondlife.com but I have an Island with a 3 bedroom house, working jacuzzi, a working 8 piece blues instrumental band, 3 boats, two falcons, six birds, a monkey, a cat that follows me everywhere and a huge dinosaur. This movie is me dancing with a russian friend, listening to a blues radio
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2fid-1u7R-Y
16 years ago @ No Magic Necessary - Begorrah · 0 replies · +1 points
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16 years ago @ Only Dragons - Forever Young · 0 replies · +1 points
A few light taps upon the pane made him turn to the window. It had begun to snow again. He watched sleepily the flakes, silver and dark, falling obliquely against the lamplight. The time had come for him to set out on his journey westward. Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general all over Ireland. It was falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, upon every part of the lonely churchyard on the hill where Michael Furey lay buried. It lay thickly drifted on the crooked crosses and headstones, on the spears of the little gate, on the barren thorns. His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.