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Gabriel (Free verse) by tadpole His smile
A mystery to many
That he smiles at all
A wonder to some
Pleasures of sense are few to be found
His joy immense, unending, uncommon
Lived out through simplicity
All actions amorously done
He watches over even me
Hoping I'll change
Like an elder brother
I can't let down
Up the ladder:
Eating My Soul
Down the ladder:
Bush = Nob
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Posted: March 4, 2005 7:28 PM PST; Last modified: March 9, 2005 8:52 PM PSTWeighted score: 4.7615943 Overall Rank: 11607 Comments:
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sliver @ 198.81.26.47
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14-Mar-05/7:49 PM
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A good image, I just like the way it sounds.
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