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  • "when you begin to rot , must drink blood and milk fluuius De quo si bibas modicum, Medetur malis corporis .. said the Prophets, and Priests ............this leaves smokey circles , I enjoyed , liked very much the " clots and rust " may you have many [ecstasies}"
    Posted by Corinthian on "Cloth and Knife." by TheProphetUntold
  • "as if hope were proffered... through a celestial array of birdsong... and then it rained bludgeoned ravens..... a winter's lament never ends, the meaning of cold forced upon the reader in polished form and classic tone... superbly wrought. *bows reverently* "
    Posted by The Dybbuk on "The Season Ends." by TheProphetUntold
  • "I could waffle on about your superb imagery , relentless rhyme and bardish tone of voice here but that would be pretty superfluous ... what it made me feel ; is as though something precious has returned but at a cost ... the image created in my head with your final stanza there is grand..."
    Posted by kinkifrog on "The Season Ends." by TheProphetUntold
  • "& once I manage to get out....they find a way to pull...me... back IN! Paraphrasing Al Pacino in Three from memory there, so that's probably not how the orginal lines go...much better comment coming with all possible postehaste. This hit me hard & gave me a charge all at once....a-fucking-men that blackest pen....need to go pace around a bit for now....."
    Posted by Unknown on "The Season Ends." by TheProphetUntold
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