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a self-conscious lack of denial (Free verse) by nentwined
self-conscious plunge of frustration and sardonic humor; moth to the flame, drink in the light of the spirit -- there's a whole cabinet full; taste the warmth of burning flesh. spirit wisdom / drunken poetry.

Up the ladder: Stop
Down the ladder: Jonquils, daffydils

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.75
Weighted score: 5.089402
Overall Rank: 6312
Posted: February 15, 2007 5:41 PM PST; Last modified: February 15, 2007 5:41 PM PST
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[6] half.italian @ 76.172.249.205 | 15-Feb-07/9:37 PM | Reply
Southern Comfort always brings me spirit wisdom.
[n/a] nentwined @ 76.167.62.172 > half.italian | 15-Feb-07/9:39 PM | Reply
I only tried Southern Comfort once... it was too sickeningly sweet for me, then, and never had the urge to try it again.
[7] Dovina @ 208.127.90.176 | 16-Feb-07/9:39 AM | Reply
A couple of wines and all is fine.
[n/a] nentwined @ 76.167.62.172 > Dovina | 16-Feb-07/10:56 AM | Reply
A couple (bottles?) and I'd probably be blacked out.

This was just about 6 oz of Pyrat rum.
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