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mislead_insight
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Dec 20, 2006 20:50
throng
like water through pipe
this corridor is wet
the sloshing sound
the speaking, passing
slipping through by-standing consciousness
each parsed utterance,
a chance granted
to whet poetic appetite
it won't be long
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