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[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

If fog rolls in on cat feet, and the world ends in fire, then what poetry can be used to describe this?

Hello, City.

Did you miss me?

Before some of you announce that you don't know me, please be aware that redundancy bores me. You'd hate to do that.

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[formidophobia.livejournal.com]

Desire.

Lethal at both extremes. What a name.

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

It's not just a name.

[formidophobia.livejournal.com]

Nature, as well!

How exciting. The not-so-thin line between apathy and obsession.

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

Not nature.

[formidophobia.livejournal.com]

No?

[caststwoshadows.livejournal.com]

It's my function.

[formidophobia.livejournal.com]

Is that so.

Does it matter what the object of desire is?

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What do you think?

[formidophobia.livejournal.com]

I'm going to guess not.