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Poll Results
| Option | Votes |
| I get up, I get down. | 4 |
| Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. | 2 |
| A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, | 1 |
| How old will I be before I come of age for you? | 1 |
| The time between the notes relates the color to the scenes. | 1 |
| We relieve the tension only too find out the master's name.. | 1 |
| Love is omnipresent behind the forms of the material world. | 1 |
| As armoured movers took approach to overlook the sea. | 1 |
| I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place. | 1 |
| Two hundred women watch one woman cry, too late. | 1 |
| My eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained with love. | 1 |
| And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, | 1 |
| A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, | 1 |
| As apart from any reality that you've ever seen and known. | 1 |
| Not right away, not right away. | 1 |
| In charge of who is there in charge of me. | 0 |
| How many millions do we deceive each day? | 0 |
| Two million people barely satisfy. | 0 |
| Do I look on blindly and say I see the way? | 0 |
| The truth is written all along the page. | 0 |
| For the crucifixion of her own domain. | 0 |
| Saying that she'd take the blame | 0 |
| The eyes of honesty can achieve. | 0 |
| A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, it seems. | 0 |
| Now that you find, now that you're whole. | 0 |
| Called to the seed, right to the sun. | 0 |
| Now that it's all over and done, | 0 |
| And we reach all this with movements in between the said remark. | 0 |
| Called to witness cycles only of the past. | 0 |
| On the hill we viewed the silence of the valley, | 0 |
| He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race. | 0 |
| Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space, | 0 |
| As song and chance develop time, lost social temp'rance rules above. | 0 |
| And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love. | 0 |
| In her white lace, you could clearly see the lady sadly looking. | 0 |
| As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain. | 0 |
| Leaving all the changes far from far behind. | 0 |
| Getting over all the time I had to worry, | 0 |
| Passed around a moment clothed in mornings faster than we see. | 0 |
| Reaching to call the color of the sky. | 0 |
| Crossed the line around the changes of the summer, | 0 |
| Not right away, not right away. | 0 |
| Close to the edge, down by a river, | 0 |
| Down at the edge, round by the corner, | 0 |
| And take away the plain in which we move, and choose the course you're running. | 0 |
| And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. | 0 |
| Close to the edge, just by a river. | 0 |
| Seasons will pass you by. | 0 |
| Now that it's all over and done, | 0 |
| Passing paths that climb halfway into the void. | 0 |
| Guessing problems only to deceive the mention, | 0 |
| All in all, the journey takes you all the way. | 0 |
| Sudden call shouldn't take away the startled memory. | 0 |
| There since the cord, the license, or the reasons we understood will be. | 0 |
| Sad courage claimed the victims standing still for all to see, | 0 |
| There's you, the time, the logic, or the reasons we don't understand. | 0 |
| I crucified my hate and held the word within my hand. | 0 |
| It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above | 0 |
| Now that you find, now that you're whole. | 0 |
| And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, | 0 |
― Geir Hongro, Sunday, 30 March 2008 22:49 (eighteen years ago)
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