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| Death of a Rose | and shaping the flecks of thoughts floating towards me. | 060522 |
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| myfriends | the_answer | 081201 |
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| In_Bloom |
Lending myself to it with squinted eyes Looking to spot any familiar faces There always have been Anyway |
081201 |
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| past | up, up, and away across the praire we go | 081201 |
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| p | *prairie | 081201 |