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Jan 20, 2003 01:26

little trees. little bees. little knees.
baby baby baby come back. come back to me.
you used to hold me so tight. so tightly you and me.
smells like burning cats and you held tight. on.
little d little d sang a pretty melody and i danced on my head in my head. you and me if only we could be.

i want to curl up to my mother's cancerous womb and sleep until i wake up with her me in her arms and we cry from laughter and sing those songs. those songs we sang on those ships we sailed. away we sailed. away.
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