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James Dean (Haiku) by horus8

Slept on my mother straight across America. To race motor bike. Told Strausberg, "fuck off", "I wont break it to fix it". Just make a new one. I was a poet before a race car driver. The same kind of speed. Silent with a smoke I brought them all to their knees to beg them, GET UP!

horus8 30-Oct-02/11:14 PM
i thank you, graciously.




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