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Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Savanna Samson And Dale
Aranitas float flying in the wind,
while choking me, but escaped
to fly between the taps of the sky,
and love in the grass accomplice ...
My mother smiles with evening and I think sunrises
"I wish I had more than 7 days a week"
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