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it's all about the aeroplanes (Free verse) by Patsy
En route to Vancouver i let the sunrise chase me. Come to think of it, you could be that way. You are a plane ride where the back wheels remain perpetually grounded. Sometimes you are the red scar across the sky, sometimes the one-eyed vision of almost and i keep worrying i'll over-fly, i'll just wake up and wave goodbye to Juan de Fuca Straight and that beyond the ocean is only the sky because gravity fails occasionally. Did i laugh all that out of you? The clouds are a continual shelf involved in a desperate attempt to cover up what we've done wrong. But i saw the mountain folds where they peeked and i was breifly numb of the manner in which land abused land land bruised land what it is, though, must be different. All of history- physical, whimsical owned or public is an adjustment- and i want to compete with you to peak the highest paradigm shift.

Up the ladder: Iron Sky
Down the ladder: you've returned i'm glad

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.4
Weighted score: 5.0476813
Overall Rank: 6901
Posted: January 18, 2004 10:40 PM PST; Last modified: January 18, 2004 10:40 PM PST
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[10] basit_i @ | 18-Jan-04/11:38 PM | Reply
Snarkily enough, i was about to not-do anything out of caprice at not having a juicy walking-stick. but being gentle is good too, and so i do so in the end anyways.
You ascend higher in terms of all. i await future years with expectatory heart-leaps.
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