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Sunday, January 13, 2008

The healing hopped in at the shore
we gasped about for several chores
to make us
feel fully used
and not recused

we looked into the watteage prow
and knew the theme of belly powwow
heaping
for the sleep
into which our tides neap
Posted by peacefulzen at 10:02 AM
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