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Posted: **Tue Mar 27, 2007 3:58 pm**

Nagasaki in spring
avenues lined with pink clouds of blossoms
We walked, hand in hand

Ocean breeze
Disturbs the blossoms
A pink snow falls

Light and love walks beside me
Her smile parts the clouds
More beautifull than the sunset

A second sun rises at noon
All becomes ashes
Scattered by an ocean breeze

A narrow path through the rubble
Searching for the fallen
Still have not found them all

Foreign hands leave nothing unchanged
The living Kami becomes a man
Defeated we comply

Summer becomes fall
Fall fades to winter
No blossoms this spring

A tree is planted where a bedroom once was
It stretches for the sky
The Blade's release begins to lose it's appeal

Happy aniverary Akicho-chan.
I still remember what you told me.
I will continue on as you would have me do.

Posted: **Tue Mar 27, 2007 4:22 pm**

Very beautiful Shang, my own aniversery is only a few months away. I can understand the pain and joy it brings.

Posted: **Tue Mar 27, 2007 4:33 pm**

That was beautiful Shang Li.

Posted: **Tue Mar 27, 2007 4:38 pm**

Very touching

Posted: **Tue Mar 27, 2007 4:42 pm**

Thank you for sharing that, Shang. It is always refreshing to hear such devotion. Truly, the dead live on in our love and memories.

Posted: **Tue Mar 27, 2007 4:47 pm**

And in reruns and necro spells!

Posted: **Tue Mar 27, 2007 4:49 pm**

Enough of this, Deathblaster. Are you so insipid and insensitive you have to mock everything that you cannot understand? If you cannot say something worthwhile, then hold your tongue! I have swallowed your insults against the others long enough; now be silent!

Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 12:05 am**

If he mocks that which he doesn't understand, and mocks every thread he posts in...

And it's pretty obvious to me he doesn't understand any of it. He just starts mocking, because it's all he knows how to do... Even his retorts to Ben (who has left himself wide open to some pretty good retorts) are inane and nonsensical at best... His attempts at humor are childish, and usually are attempted at someone else's expense.

And to bring matters from "bad" to "worst", he has ruined the mood of damned near every thread he's been in... Truly, he is the most insignificant and worthless "member" on these boards.

Li-sensei, because he lacks the manners or sense to apologize, I'll apologize on his behalf...

Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 2:54 am**

Your apology is not needed my friend.

Deathblaster, I will again make the offer to correct your ignorance that you show so often. You are impolite, and you dishonor yourself, your peers, and your family with such behavior. If you would like I will help you correct that situation. I pray for you.

Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 10:06 am**

Hello Shang Li,

Your poem is very beautiful, it makes me happy, then sad, then happy again.

Thank you for sharing it with us.

Hannah

PS: I think Celeste is right about the dead living on.

Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 11:19 am**

Are you sure she's your kid Ron? :lol:

Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 12:09 pm**

Hi Ben,

Of course I's his. When he told me, I knew it was the truth an' it made things make a lot more sense.

My other Pa was always on about how this was evil and that was evil and how the whole world was gonna burn but we wee gonna be saved because we was God's chosen. We was gonna lead his army.

It all sounded pretty, but I never could understand why we weren't out there trying to stop the world from burnin' in the first place.

But now I gots my real Pa, things make more sense. Him, and you folks, you're the firemen keepin' the world from burnin'. Y'all are the ones who charge inta the burnin' buildings ta rescue people . . . like y'all rescued me.

So I hafta be his daughter because I think that stoppin' the end of the world is more important than winning the battle at the end.

I dunno if that made sense ta any of y'all, but it makes sense ta me. I'm more like my Pa than I am like the other Pa so obviously he's the right Pa.

Hannah

PS: Ben, Pa tells me in the hospital the feed ya stuff called Gel-oh. He says it's really tastey. Will you save me some of your Gel-oh so I can try it when I come ta visit?

Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 12:14 pm**

Personally, I have a hard time eating in Hospitals. Its worse when you're a patient and you're stuck eating their food. I think the Jello (AKA Jell-O) is the only thing worth eating hehe. If I bump into ya at the Hospital I'll take ya to the cafeteria and buy you all the Jello you want

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Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 12:23 pm**

Ill meet ya'll outside on the veranda patio out back where they wheel round the patients.

Ya can have all the Jello ya want Hannah, I'ld kill for a CHEESESTEAK right now.

{not another cheesecake}

I gained like 20 pounds from yours alone Bert.

Truth is I broke out last night, but I promised Hannah I'ld meet with her and Ron today, so I slunk back to the veranda. I just can't say no to kid. (sigh)

Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 1:02 pm**

And lucky you, I had a friend of mine back in NJ pack some cheese steaks in dry ice and overnight them to me. They just need reheating and a grocery run for the fixings.

Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 3:13 pm**

I now dub you Saint Bert; Saint of wounded hunters and investigators in need of the sacred cheesesteaks.

Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 3:16 pm**

Is that all it takes for Sainthood? I thought you had to appear in foodstuffs, not just deliver 'em :lol:

Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 3:36 pm**

Well I did see your initials in that cheesecake you delivered the other day. :mrgreen:

Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 4:37 pm**

Holister wrote:Well I did see your initials in that cheesecake you delivered the other day.

Don't give up the wagon yet Orrvile.

Posted: **Wed Mar 28, 2007 5:07 pm**

Holister wrote:Well I did see your initials in that cheesecake you delivered the other day.

Now that is odd. I didn't intentionally include anything like that. Maybe a file or some C4 if you were trying to break out of the hospital but not a message haha.

Memories to share.

Memories to share.

The Dead Live on Through You

Enough, Deathblaster