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You will never view Pumpkins in the same way again.

You tell me?

You tell me?

When one lives falsely, the road to redemption starts at the bottom of a steep ladder whose top can not be seen.

“Stone, Jessica Stone.” The fourteen year old teenager spoke, striking the Bond pose and let a sly smile come to her lips as she tu..

You tell me... ;)

Curiosity and Magic aid Mary the witch, to find out where the Mushroom had come from.

Take note and heed to winds that blow No matter the storms One must know That the sun is always shining In a bond that is shared ..

Infectious upon a soul, a wind swept smile Entwined Hands to holding, staying, and a long while Many a mile Two, never one, strolli..

Sitting Shifting through thoughts Like a breeze sifts through the sand It was an infection That would play in a reflection One tho..