I just woke up like 10 minutes ago.
So there's nothing to add eccept a poem.
The mountain sat upon the plain by Emily Dickinson.
The mountain sat upon the plain
In his eternal chair,
His observation omnifold,
His inquest everywhere.
The seasons played around his knees,
Like children round a sire;
Grandfather of the days is he,
Of dawn the ancestor.
I think thats all so i'm gonna finish up on gaia then i'm going to watch some
Rurouni Kenshin!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I promise you if you help me get what I want, I'll repay you somehow.
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