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rombass blog - Blog de rombas - Skyrock.com

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This site rombas.skyrock.com has the following on the homepage, "Subscribe to my blog! Profite de la vie , elle est si belle." We observed that the website also said " Dont forget that insults, racism, etc." It also stated " are forbidden by Skyrocks General Terms of Use and that you can be identified by your IP address 66. 2 if someone makes a complaint. Please enter the sequence of characters in the field below. Posted on Friday, 02 October 2009 at 1046 AM."

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Rhyme and Reason

The dark path stretches out in front of me endlessly. My blurry eyes reach for the horizon only to have the dark hand of despair block it from my eyes in billowing drifts of endless clouds. I hear a sound as if a sword is sliding from its sheath; the sound is strangely comforting as it slices the tendrils imprisoning me in the past. Its essence reaches into the caverns of my thoughts. A thousand paths I could have taken.