Thursday, February 25, 2010

In The Skies Of Slkies Comments

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Oh so you know that the boundaries shoot of like
Gloriously indigenous fireworks: green and green things,
And the old man in the sea, and love letters:
I misspelled my face between her legs and repeated the
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