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Saturday, March 6, 2010

Twenty Toes Trembling shallows at water’s edge willow tips soft whispers. Eggs of pleasure lingers our fingers last forever Please, never go. No known ease If we fall to none. The bones are just there They need us here Now. Here, the now we know breathing our breath soft doubt pauses there No worry,... Sign in to see full entry.

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