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| andru235 |
he watches me, not knowing what he sees in his little book, he charts each movement and notes the time am i but a big, lumpy rock? or is there something more ... ? do he even know what he is looking for? for his exuberant sense of certainty implies that he does not. i have very little interest in revealing myself to him. let him think that i am merely a large, obtuse sphere. let him think that i do not cry or laugh. he thinks my oceans are empty? then let him drown, drown, drown in them. |
051113 |
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| Doar |
i now have 20 points. and nicely done andru235. |
051114 |