Tuesday, July 06, 2004
found
I found the thread that unwound the ground upon which the stitch was hit. I bit the ends
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A chaotic collection of writing exercises.
scattered starz paint twilight all over the place
including those laugh lines on your face.
but copyright will always remain loyal
to the writers who brought the words to a boil.
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