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PresidentMarcos
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Mmm. You're good with Photoshop.
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SirOsis
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Oregon
Nov 2001 time: 21:33
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Where O where have I been? The story has been quite stagnant of late. Perhaps I will add some comments as time permits. Time. Certainly fleeting. My empire has me contemplating poetry. Perhaps it is the beer. No matter. I shall quote some poetry I find apt for my current situation from none other than Percy Bysshe Shelley:
I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whos frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandius, king of kings:
Look on my words, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Byzantine prophesy? Stay tuned...
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