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|   BARF!   
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|   You have always been a pretty girl in your actions to me. I could have said that better...but oh well. And for that reason....I will never reveal ,in public, my personal noodle film library about you. | 
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|   Moths, huh?  Gee I can think of better things to... Never mind. | 
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 It almost look as though, ummm...  | 
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 Oh mine Got!! If you only knew!!!! | 
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 I know. He got in the way.....but then, he always does. By the by....yours I may make public.  | 
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|    Hey forgot to ask... how's the signature contest going? Are you winning? | 
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|   Quote: 
 Thanks for reminding me,Gooey. Am dropping out..have to erase. I asked Stevie what the 1st place prize would be. Give me a minute, will show you what it is. | 
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|   This is the prize: All ambitions are lawful except those which climb upward on the miseries or credulities of mankind. -- Joseph Conrad blech!! | 
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|   Very good, Sir. I shall return a bit later. In the meantime I had to find something earlier today and i came across this so thought I'd share. It's by Sylvia Plath and called Mad Girls Love Song. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.) Thought you'd think it was interesting. I know you're the most Robert Frost type but I'd never read this one... wondered if you had or not. | 
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|   Good deal. I liked this..had not read before. Let me let it sink in, may be imagery stuff ..and such, but I think this apparent. Maybe not. But I like it enough to keep reading to see if I keep getting. In any case...is good stuff. Last edited by clyde : 09-13-2010 at 10:11 PM. | 
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|   God she is nuts. Still trying to grok. | 
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|   I'm thinking she was suffering from depression....and had to make up an imaginary lover. Maybe based on one who threw her into depression. Obvioulsy she had a great self induced orgasm . And then she got old ...and now looks back.Is still depressed. | 
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|   She could have been an Indians/Browns fan. Anoher possible. | 
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|   Wait a minute...is =5's last name Plath? | 
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|   No, but my first name is Sylvia. 
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|   !! ror!!...get outta heah you!! | 
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|   Quote: 
 A messed up way too... stuck her head in an oven and turned on the gas. Let's talk about something happy now, shall we? I don't know... puds? |