Open Poetry #12 |
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bsquirrel![]()
since 2000-01-03
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One is full of soap. One is full of Scope. One is full of dope. One is full of rope. I woke up in a cold room, died in a cold tomb clutching a cold bloom which helped obscure the gloom. (i'm leaving soon; just watch the moon) |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Once upon a moon I saw a young man with a sage's mind speak with written words, then leave only to return to the eyes that appreciate his open heart! Take the scope you just never know ! |
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