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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855
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swim, little fishy. the murk beauty green sky water. skyscrapers with lighted eyes with people inside. it's so soothing to watch them work. swim, little boy. music behind the glass. dislodged plants float to the clouds. god keeps them on a shelf or something. i cried when i lost my virginity; i cried again when i found it. swim carefully, little fishy. swim like a man to the light blurbing bubbly through the water. just don't touch, don't touch what you want so much to have. |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
music behind the glass. dislodged plants float to the clouds. god keeps them on a shelf or something. i cried when i lost my virginity; i cried again when i found it. ================================== What a cool write. I love the way you took this seemingly simple little part of our lives and brought us to the realization that things are not always as golden as they seem. Excellent writing. I very much enjoyed. |
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Agust P Member
since 2000-12-29
Posts 157 |
I agree with Mark, this is good! AP |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Thanks.  |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
"music behind the glass. dislodged plants float to the clouds. god keeps them on a shelf or something. i cried when i lost my virginity; i cried again when i found it. swim carefully, little fishy. swim like a man to the light blurbing bubbly through the water. just don't touch, don't touch what you want so much to have." I just love it Mike and I agree with Mark! |
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