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I'm not a gun nut, honest!

Official Survivor
Congratulations! You scored 63!

Whether through ferocity or quickness, you made it out. You made the
right choice most of the time, but you probably screwed up somewhere.
Nobody's perfect, at least your alive.



My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 55% on survivalpoints
Link: The Zombie Scenario Survivor Test written by ci8db4uok on Ok Cupid

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mijbril
Mar. 10th, 2005 05:13 pm (UTC)
Obviously I was the 5th cog in the motion picture....
You made it. Barely.
Congratulations! You scored 53!

Whether it was the fact that you could run faster, or were just plain
lucky, you made it out alive. Even you aren't sure why. But you're sure
as hell not going back, or risking your ass for anyone else from now
on.



My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 64% on survivalpoints
Link: The Zombie Scenario Survivor Test written by ci8db4uok on Ok Cupid
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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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