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writers block (Free verse) by Jesus' Pedometer
The lines set out in front of me They swim around confusedly My punishment Quite certainly, To wonder of my pedigree Darn it!
Down the ladder: Powerless Dreamer
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Arithmetic Mean: 6.0
Weighted score: 5.119203
Overall Rank: 5836
Posted: August 1, 2005 9:50 AM PDT; Last modified: August 1, 2005 9:50 AM PDT
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[10] pennymarie @ 4.246.108.16 | 1-Aug-05/11:25 AM | Reply
lol...we are all there some deeper then others.. let each word flow till they fill the page

Penny
[5] Dovina @ 85.169.62.90 | 2-Aug-05/7:59 AM | Reply
"To wonder of my pedigree"??? Have you nothing more worth wondering about?
[n/a] Jesus' Pedometer @ 80.3.64.12 > Dovina | 2-Aug-05/4:34 PM | Reply
ha!
[9] MacFrantic @ 207.200.116.65 | 2-Aug-05/11:03 AM | Reply
Ha! Always an uphill...what's the word? Darn it! *9*
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