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Poetry. Short fiction. Lyrical rambles?

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Fickle hands,
for greedy fingers,
thumbing through files,
of write-offs and write-ups,
profiles and memories,
selectivey processed,
shhh m'love,
anxiety is unneeded
when
repression is your friend.
Posted by K.Sarah at 11:07 PM

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