based on the song "Rangers" by A Fine Frenzy "The Paths have been crossed the crumbs are gone and the way and the way is lost Melencholy phantoms eye our skins poison apples falling with the wind. Here the sigh in the trees 'those who enter here never leave' And the Rangers stream out of their cabins They are the hunters, we are the rabbits and maybe we don't want to be found. Maybe we don't want you tracking us down."
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charles fraser 26 Mar 2010
no botox for us darling