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the birth of venus (Free verse) by princesszoe

cloud girl shows her knickers to the world why? asks the teacher venus waves her doll at other girls edges not defined, most boundaries out of time the little minds grow slowly day on day until miss cloud girl floats away venus stays and tries another hand of poker, and with dash of sober bland tries to make it with a man lets go her reigns and stable gains no hedging bets at this late stage chips fall to deep and bleeding red black age

<~> 5-Aug-03/7:25 AM
birth, or death? or too-rapid decline.

this is the larva of a great one.




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