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With the DDOS attack LiveJournal is currently experiencing, I have just imported everything from LJ over to my DW account.

I have some spare DW invite codes if people want to come over.

This entry was originally posted at http://halloranelder.dreamwidth.org/626.html. Comments are accepted here or there using OpenID.

Edit: Out of DW invite codes for the moment. Will advise if I get any more.

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persephone_20
Apr. 6th, 2011 09:03 am (UTC)
I would like to know how to import everything over from LJ. I would also like one of those DW invite codes.
halloranelder
Apr. 7th, 2011 02:04 am (UTC)
Since you've already got one now, I don't need to give you one.

What's your DW username?
emilyjane
Apr. 6th, 2011 09:18 am (UTC)
Yes please!
halloranelder
Apr. 7th, 2011 02:03 am (UTC)
Sent via direct LJ message.

Please let me know if you don't end up using it so I can make it available to others.
motokomaharet
Apr. 6th, 2011 12:46 pm (UTC)
invite
I'll take one invite if I can...
hugs.
halloranelder
Apr. 7th, 2011 02:03 am (UTC)
Re: invite
Sent via direct LJ message.

Please let me know if you don't end up using it so I can make it available to others.
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Desert Rose

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall

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