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It is this, not the spirits, that frightens us; shall we never be free, even after we die?

Emilie Autumn , em The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls
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We will paste upon the curled pages wordsLike charming and romantic and sentimentalForgetting that charming is witchcraftRomantic is loveAnd sentiment is what makes us human

Emilie Autumn , em Your Sugar Sits Untouched
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