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Jun 05, 2010
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Memoir Of A Tripper
I crept to the last waverie corner of nightcage,
and in snow motion silence,
sqwat a shade oddscene as moonamidday.
I sifted into humptyheap,
and swempt flewy adrift upon a swoonyglow of moobeams.
I fell farward
and in snow motion silence,
sqwat a shade oddscene as moonamidday.
I sifted into humptyheap,
and swempt flewy adrift upon a swoonyglow of moobeams.
I fell farward
— brittle light, Jun 05, 2010
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weirdelf
16 years ago
My word! so neatly encapsulates the experience!
mona
16 years ago
I liked your work
Seren
16 years ago
Heya Brittle
brittle light
16 years ago
thanks for taking the time
Seren
16 years ago
Dear Brittle