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Enya A sleep without worries, A sleep without cares. A sleep with out heartbreak, A sleep where I will shed no tears... Enya stumbled through the dense trees into the clearing. Her face was grey with exhaustion; dark circles shadowed her eyes showing days without sleep. Her ivory gown, once glamorous and beautiful, was now tattered and torn, reduced to a peasants rag. Barely held together and only just covering her. The forest was sweeter here, Enya noted. Fresh and crisp, clear without worry and pain. It was old and wise, and Enya stepped forward further into the clearing before collapsing. The grass was soft, silky even, and cool to t

Chilby: Switching Tape. Turbo: Hello ladies and gentlemen, I'm Turbo and this is "Turbo's Radio News report." First on the list of today's report is Yanco Ag High School - which was recently blown up, on the schools DESI weekend. Heres Tomo, live at the School. Chilby: Switching tape. Tomo: Thanks for the intro Turbo. Yes people, Yanco Ag, to the delight of it's students, has been bombed by our allies the iraqinese. They did this on the DESI Weekend for the school, while all the students were at home, and the teachers were at school preparing classes. Brucey, a teacher in the English department, was driven crazy by the sight of all the bod