In a place, where the longest river wends,
Where the Matis and the Huaorani dwell,
You will find, all manner odds and ends,
Which with ones and zeros are up for sale.
And if you do some searching there, for Love Unbound,
You will find a multitude of answers coming back to you,
Look to the one fourth on the list, whose nom de plume does sound
Like city in that second-largest state whose stars are few.
So follow on, the kindled flame to find,
And dig up then the number linked to it,
With letters B at front and K at hind -
Now you're almost at the end, so do not quit.
Just take that string unraveled in your hand,
And enter it with suffix found most oft,
Then wait the loading to complete as planned,
And feel your heart lifted aloft.
You've found the prize! A beauty by lockstock to call your own,
What wondrous rebirth this must be to you!
You sit upon your riddle-master's throne,
And looking down, enjoy the glorious view.






thanks!
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somehow everything i own smells of you
and for the tiniest moment it's all not true
do the things you that you always wanted to
without me there to hold you back
don't think, just do .. .
*guzh <3
-jes
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my art account *away-with-the-fae
My photography account ~fae-photography
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Photography is art, to show more than you can see.
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Photography is art, to show more than you can see.
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Necromancy--helping to lessen our dependancy on the funerary industrial complex.
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