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A running stream.
A running stream of Idol's tears.
A young fawn jumped and splashed in the water. She tried to run along side it, but just couldn't seem to keep up with the water pulling at her legs.
"The water's fast!" she said out loud; stating the obvious. "I bet there's someone trying to take away the Idol's tears quickly so he won't cry anymore!" the fawn declared proudly, and watched the running water with admiration. She splashed down the river; water gently lapping at her back as she swam into deeper parts of the stream.
"If they're going to stop the Idol from crying all by themselves, they're going to need help!" she said to herself, and spat out the water that had washed into her mouth. Determined to find and aid the mysterious tear stealer, she continued her swim down the river. What waited her at the mouth of the river was not a mystical being of the imagination, but a rather peaceful pond.
"Oh, cool! Super cool!" the fawn cheered, and stepped into the deeper water of the pond. She kicked to keep her head above water, and grinned at the water around her like it was the greatest discovery of her life. "Are you the Idol's friend, Mr. Pond?" she asked it, and when she received no answer, simply decided the pond had said yes.
"Wow! You're a really good friend, Mr. Pond!" she told the calm water. Smiling widely to herself, she kicked her little legs and started to swim out further into the pond; curious of her discovery.
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Cold

Don't know why I'm so
"Cold"
Takes a lot to make someone so
"Cold"
doesn't it? The warmth here is nice, but I do miss the
"Cold"
I suppose I'll always be a slave to the
"Cold"
Not much you can do to stop it once the

Me Myself!!

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*A wolf comes and eats you*

I warned you.

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Me Myself!!

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Did anyone even hear them. (Vent writing) (auto music)

"What is the point of it all..."
The dancing, the chasing, running, resting, their prayers, did anyone even hear them?

Probably not.
Not that something like that would stop them, those whom are secure in their faith are hard to convince that their motions are merely self satisfying motions to carry them through the day.

How foolish.
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If I don't act right with you guys...

...it's because my Display Driver is acting up. Again.

It just started doing it again last night, after my computer updated itself earlier in the day.

So, because my Display Driver keeps crashing, I can't see pictos, save for a few. So if I don't act right, it's probably because I don't recognize you, or I'm not sure it's you.

This will probably continue until the computer updates itself again, which I'm hoping is soon.

=/

Solemn vow

I stand before the audience
Violin in hand
A sigh escapes my lips
To cure my tremblinging hands
As I lift my violin
I make a solemn vow
To let my story flow
From these hands to these strings
And let this violin make my sad story known
I wont hold back
Ill give it my all
I close my eyes
As I begin
Surrendering myself to the music
The audience is silent
As they hear the melody of my song
My pain seeps through
It has a different edge
That not even a critic could criticise
I stay with the feeling
Persuing it
The only sound
Is the violin
And the beating of my pulsing heart
At the very end
I close out with a hauting sad note
To let them know that was only the beginning
Of my tale
The silence rings clear
For only a second
Then the audience erupts in applause
I hold back the tears as I bow
I smile because I was able to show my true emotion
All because I made a solemn vow
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