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My daughter found at the age of 28 (Free verse) by Jill Stockinger

Feathered over lightly with dreams of belonging Folding the three of us into a nest of time Holding us together in the always The DNA beating true through the veins of our lives Genetic puzzles locking and unlocking Forging the chain on which love unfolds Identity forms tied to traits unexpectedly manifest Heredity the key Questions leading the way.

mr cunt 27-Feb-07/5:16 PM
This poem shows you and ROCKMAGE (same person) are cunts, total and utter cunts




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