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Mercy IsMercy IsMercy Is
Mercy is a fire, flows through fingertips burns the eyes to tears mercy finds its words though I am speechless quiet encouragement I couldn't have said on my own, couldn't hear Mercy is reflected in night rain when stars are out, you can trace it connecting the blazing lights at arms length
Mercy makes a refuge castle walls that cannot fall and I can feel it surrounding, wrapping me up in strong wings of hope whispers of promise and of joy eyes open wide, the taste of sunlight in my mouth, storm through my hair, I leap, and fly &n

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-as all cats, i enjoy to sleep in the sun-
Basically, I think furry is too broad of a term to describe my involvement. I'd much rather refer to myself as an anthro artist, or animal sympathiser, 'cos those show more of me than the term furry does.
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Welcome back, riders.
I am not sure how other people see it, but as long as they are being themselves, I think it is alright. 'w'
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-as all cats, i enjoy to sleep in the sun-
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-as all cats, i enjoy to sleep in the sun-
and just remembered, i don't think i can use the scanner at my school until classes start again in the fall, so i suppose my camera will have to do, even though it doesn't help the quality at all, oh well >'w'<.
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-as all cats, i enjoy to sleep in the sun-
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