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lemuridae (Free verse) by richa Madagascar, and the time
of moon and heard heartbeat.
And lemurs.
They are indeed well named,
white under-face with feet
like fingers
And to hear them forage
amongst forests wet leaves,
and leap
with a gentle grate on wax.
closer than the wind
that crawls through my curtains.
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Posted: January 11, 2004 11:56 AM PST; Last modified: January 11, 2004 11:56 AM PSTWeighted score: 5.5960145 Overall Rank: 2311 Comments:
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<{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.116.54
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11-Jan-04/12:04 PM
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lol.
This comes across more poetically than pokingly.
forest's wet or forest-wet. I didn't uderstand the ending at all so I will withold my vote.
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