The Final Countdown
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Look, bakers, I'll be the firth to admit I'm not so great with numbers...
...but *something* here just doesn't add up:
Major props for helping "Key...
6 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
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Midnight??? It still looks like daylight...
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