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Mine alone
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Mine alone |
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Joe Houck Member
since 2001-04-23
Posts 324california 
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Mine Alone My hand weaves words Into this heated blanket that I’ve sewn Sitting pen in grasp Until I laps Into a coma Crafting sylibals in succesion Showing thoughts of mine alone The scattering of the peasants Scratching for the scraps the trinkle From the beloved social crown A tattered demonstration Of the mastered art of down to be continuuuud. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
sure glad you didn't lapse into a comma LOL oh, you're rolling now, Joe |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
cool! this just has something about it...the ending...I dunno...very cool write |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Just keep on weaving, Joe...  |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Have noticed the unfinished thoughts you pen recently... Have to ask you... Where does the heart wish to fly? ...Down is never lower, than when we forget how to get up! pssst...don't forget to get up... TD |
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