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  • A 14 year old girl from United States
  • When I'm not writing, I'm staring out the window
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Confutatis maledictis,
Flammis acribus addictis:
Voca me cum benedictis.
Oro supplex et acclinis,
Cor contritum quasi cinis:
Gere curam mei finis.


When the wicked are confounded,
Doomed to flames of woe unbounded,
Call me, with Thy Saints surrounded.
Low I kneel, with heart submission!
See, like ashes my contrition!
Help me in my last condition!

- Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Requiem, Movement 7 - Confutatis

And on either side of the river, was there the tree of life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her fruit every month : and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.

"Plaudite, amici, comedia finita est!"
- Ludwig van Beethoven

 

We are born from the ashes of our fathers - and our posterity, nurtured from the fire left by the generations.


My AP Family

Guarav (Guaravrulz) - my AP brother
Kingmaker - Tesla
Classic Crayons - My fellow colleague. May the force be with you!



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