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Jan 04, 2006 14:21

morning bell, awaken.
wake up, morning bell,
to this room cold and dark,
and stomach makes a fuss.

drift alone in dream,
find a way to move.
move without your gold,
move without your guts.

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myredface January 5 2006, 01:31:58 UTC
I proclaim that as being distinctly potable.

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ordinarymind January 5 2006, 04:48:20 UTC
BAH!

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myredface January 6 2006, 00:09:28 UTC
So for next Christmas can you, Ashley and me try to make a baby with a used condom and a dinosaur egg?

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ordinarymind January 6 2006, 01:38:30 UTC
uh huh!

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