Playing Across The Playground Of Heartbroken Memory Comments
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My legs are cold from drinking slow sips.
Again, I am upon the mountain in a wicked tent,
Slanting as if something trying to affect poetry,
Curious,
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Again... the extended metaphor of the last 11 lines is indescribably effective. I love it.