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    ~The wind whispers softly in the dead of night, telling the world's secrets to those who care to listen and truly understand. Atop a quiet hilltiop I wait to hear the cool midnight breeze blow through the trees and flowers and begin to believe... ~<br />
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    ~The worlds secrets are devulged before me in the silence of midnight when all the world's taints have gone to bed for the night. Midnight is a time of purity when the air is cool and clean and the true blanket of stars is the clearest. Atop my small hill I sit, waiting for Midnight's air run thourh my hair and over my skin, cleansing me of the days taint...~<br />
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    ~Those who fear Midnight fear that purest part of themselves, for they know not what they might find. Their reflection in contrast to the perfection of the rose chills them to the bone. They know that this wind will wash away their facade, that the whispers know that they are not what they appear to be...~<br />
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    ~Eventually, Midnight will fade into Dawn. The light returning gives new life to the facade, giving it power over your mind and heart so you believe that this is truly who you really are. Midnight knows better...~<br />
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    ~And so do the Whispering Roses...~
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