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Simple (Free verse) by wilco
Sitting, listening to old records; cradled in the arms of sadness. Taken with the glow of candles as they burn their way to bronze.

Down the ladder: Sonnet

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Arithmetic Mean: 8.428572
Weighted score: 5.922085
Overall Rank: 1421
Posted: February 12, 2005 6:48 PM PST; Last modified: February 12, 2005 6:49 PM PST
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Comments:
[10] MacFrantic @ 152.163.100.67 | 12-Feb-05/7:22 PM | Reply
wonderful, absolutely wonderful!
almost a favorite. *10*
[n/a] wilco @ 24.165.207.93 > MacFrantic | 12-Feb-05/8:27 PM | Reply
thanks.
[9] Dovina @ 12.72.10.178 | 13-Feb-05/8:32 PM | Reply
I'll drink to that.
[10] RION12 @ 64.136.26.226 | 5-Mar-05/10:09 AM | Reply
Cool poem.
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