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Let the dead rest in peaceLet the dead rest in peace By David GoldsteinLet the dead rest in peace
Let the dead rest in peace do not disturb their silence or they may haunt your dreams fill them with nightmares


The place i call homeThe place i call home By David GoldsteinThe place i call home
Singing under the apple trees, The cherry trees in bloom, Soft blows the sweet breeze, No sign of the gloom.
Flowers everywhere you see, The wheat fields look like gold, This is the place i long to be; The weather is cool but not cold.
Pomegranates and plum trees, Under the bright sun. From heavy chains my soul frees, The thought of days long gone.
| Poetry, short stories and fanfics |
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My brain is my tool ... and i know how to use it.
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~Depart from me, i never knew you~
Jack the Ripper
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I root for Style!
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I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, Sir, because I'm not myself you see.
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"And I made you a macaroni murder lady, with red hots for the blood, but I ate them 8D" - Toki Wartooth.
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Pessimism is a luxury that a Jew can never allow himself.
Golda Meir
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....boogaloo
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Astro Boy's my Home Boy
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Pessimism is a luxury that a Jew can never allow himself.
Golda Meir
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Astro Boy's my Home Boy
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Pessimism is a luxury that a Jew can never allow himself.
Golda Meir
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Astro Boy's my Home Boy
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