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Red World

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WordOfChen

Published: Feb 22, 2012

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Red World:

The red water runs,
Turning into an ocean,
A world shall soon scream...

-Chen Yuan Wen, 22nd February 2012

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Alright,

VERY tired today, but I figured that since I promised a release EVERYDAY. I will do one even though I've been in the airport and on a plane for like 10 hours today (delayed 5 hours, 5 hour flight).

So I won't be submitting to alot of big groups and as you can see I can't do the pirate accent right now (at least not well without my eyes closing) but here's something for the watchers and hardcore fans to enjoy :3

-Captain Chenbeard the Pirate

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EternalFireOfDeath

Jul 20, 2012

I'm sorry but I had to count the sylables just to check...It is quite refreshing to find this little haiku within the vast sea of rhyming epics of your gallery

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