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Without my Glasses (Free verse) by Niphredil

dark shadows, and streaks of white intertwined within; the peering streetlight reaches curiously through the window-shade, leaving little fingerprints.

zodiac 3-Oct-05/7:38 AM
What a bind you've got me in! How do I prove I actually do live in the mideast without coming off like a hopeless wanna-be introvert? Oh, no, wait. I don't give a fuck. "Put on his glasses! He was gonna be an acrobat" is the best thing posted on this site in weeks. Its astonishing interworking parts ought to be dissected and studied.




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