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And now back to our regularly scheduled program.
------------ Jennifer Juneau The Light Of The Mind, Cold And Planetary Relinquish a vision? Wanderlust for word, my task Sisyphean? Wastrel, you said. I flaw and I flaw, Plummet with the plums. Fallen fruit from the sage tree of the mind. Accent, false tense. Dear versicolored friend, You are mighty in mozzle, A turncoat in wanion. Fade and falter, waver and waive The right to tread hyperopic implosion, Jam of grass. Fair-weather, seasonable thing. It was only when I died you were pricked By my invaluable sting. |