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Thrift Store |
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Dominique-Simone Senior Member
since 2005-11-12
Posts 643
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Forgetting their normal steps My feet were left behind A challenge, nothing new So, I purchased my heart From the local Thrift store, While the lady at the counter With her wire rimmed glasses and mousy look Curiously, left hers behind It wasn’t hard to find, my heart; stuck between Calvin and Tommy On the rack full of jeans; Too bad she put hers in appliances |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Much enjoyed.  hugs, Chris Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
 love it! |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
I LOVE THIS!!!! Excellent! Hugs~Nancy Now - while the leaves still dance on the wind |
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