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  1. Public Bookmark 6

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    an america's suitehearts au:

    the hand of god in the bodies of men tastes a little like this. to create and to destroy are one and the same. cryptic is not a synonym for quality. you are not a synonym for the cure. there is always far more truth in myth than one would prefer to believe.

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    17 Feb 2015

  2. Public Bookmark 1

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    Patrick had a symphony to compose and classes to pass and teach. He was too busy too waste time on imagining Greta and Maja together.

    This did not stop him from wondering why his dreams were about petite blondes, twined around each other, and beckoning him closer with the faint strains of Chopin’s Concerto in E minor.

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    27 Dec 2014

  3. Public Bookmark 5

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    You get home from work one day, and the bedroom door's closed. You knew something was different, but you totally weren't expecting this.

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    09 Sep 2014

  4. Public Bookmark 9

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    Out in the field when the first has been born
    Folks sing a song, song of the corn
    Late in the day when the secrets are sworn
    Folks tell a tale, tale of the corn

    I heard a commotion one late afternoon
    Someone was singing a funeral tune
    As I lay watching them hoist up the cross
    Something was burning, something was lost

    Could you believe what the scarecrow had seen
    Folks come to fall down to their knees
    Rumors of strangers been buried alive
    Black bats and barnyards send chills at my spine

    Song of the corn- The Coral

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    06 Sep 2014

  5. Public Bookmark 24

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    A collection of Patrick/reader fics I've written.

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    28 Aug 2014

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