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The Umpteenth Home (Free verse) by EAger to Offend

where I broke my fast at the doors of life when the humour of violence spawned sex from a dream whose substance was lucid and hungry for whatever was lost when I found why I left and love always to come back again.

Bill Z Bub 13-Jul-03/8:29 PM
I want to assure you I meant that in a completely humble, non-arrogant way. Take every comment I make with a grain of salt, because I am highly uneducated.
My post-secondary education consisted of Art school. As for the English language and grammar, and literature and poetic devices and meter and such, I am mostly self taught.
Oops, I just blew my cover! The gig is up! You'll never take me alive, copper! Nyaaah!




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