SPAAACE!!!
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It happens to the best of us: Sometimes, you just run out of room.
The test of a *true* wreckerator, however, is how creatively you manage to
soldier on ...
8 hours ago
Be to her, Persephone, All the things I might not be; Take her head upon your knee. She that was so proud and wild, Flippant, arrogant and free, She that had no need of me, Is a little lonely child Lost in Hell, -- Persephone, Take her head upon your knee; Say to her, "My dear, my dear, It is not so dreadful here." - Edna St Vincent Millay