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Okay, Well, Let's Do A Little Reenactment. I'm The Gay-looking Dicaprio And You're Rose. You Have To Keep Your Eyes Open And On My Face, Or You'll Have To Let Me Go And I'll Turn Into A Huge Gay Popsicle.

Ancient One Sleeping, Waiting To Rise When Earth's Power Bleeds Sacred Red The Mark Strikes True; Queen Tsi Sgili Will Devise He Shall Be Washed From His Entombing Bed Through The Hand Of The Dead He Is Free Terrible Beauty, Monstrous Sight Ruled Again They Shall Be Women Shall Kneel To His Dark Might Kalona's Song Sounds Sweet As We Slaughter With Cold Heat

A Lot Of Men Wouldn't Like Being Called A Romantic. It's Not Macho Enough.' Quite Often Men Are Fools.

I Laugh, And It Was Amazing! I Swear I Could See My Laughter Floating Around Me Like Puffy Things You Blow Off A Dandelion, Only Instead Of Being White It Was Birthday-cake-frosting-blue. Wow! Who Knew Hitting My Head And Passing Out Would Be So Much Fun? I Wonder If This Was What It Was Like To Be High.

Kim's Gripe With Humans Was Nothing New. She, Like The Rest Of The Guardians, Put Her Life On The Line Every Time She Faced Demons And Was Entitles To Her Own Opinion. Sometimes I Wish She Would Tall In Love With A Human. That Would Shut Her Up.