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02 February 2008 @ 06:11 pm
Poetry Time  
A haiku by the one and only Tierfal.

O wretched storm front
Sets the gnomes within my skull
At it with mallets

I can't begrudge them wanting to be free, but it's something of an inconvenience for things like, you know, thinking.  And existing.  And getting anything of any use whatsoever done.
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