Grant me my prayers, O Mighty One,
You who knows what it is to suffer.
Grant me my prayers, O Antlered One,
You who are the Great Giver.
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Rapitinui get in the cage and I'll give you a treat,
Mon 9 Aug 2010, 1:08,
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They're horns, not antlers.
You have angered him greatly.
I suggest you take your prayers to the Psychic Deer.
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Curis,
Mon 9 Aug 2010, 1:23,
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"The Old God sleeps
down in the dark, moist,
odorous underfoot,
Waiting for us
To put down our roots."
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Rapitinui get in the cage and I'll give you a treat,
Mon 9 Aug 2010, 2:16,
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