And what would they be scared of? There's nothing to fear in a perfect world, is there?
Catherine Fisher
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If it means my death, I don't care, because even death will be a sort of freedom.
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I have walked a stair of swords,I have worn a coat of scars.I have vowed with hollow words,I have lied my way to the stars-Songs of Sapphique
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When you draw, you copy the world don't you? You remake it on paper, but it isn't the same. It's yours. No one else could have created it just like that. When I make poems, I use the words we all use, but the order and the sound create a new power. This wood is someone's creation. We stumble through it's tendrils, as if we're crawling through the synapses of his mind.
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Underground, the stars are legend.
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Walls have ears. Doors have eyes. Trees have voices. Beasts tell lies. Beware the rain. Beware the snow. Beware the manYou think you know.-Songs of Sapphique
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