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Horus8 is a recipient of the poemWanker award:
imposter and plagiarist
Being (Free verse) by wHorus8w
To think I've spent my entire life waiting. To catch up with what I thought you wanted. Never did I assume I'd passed you at birth. Do we pick our parents, or do they pick us I've heard both sides speak repetitively. Ask yourselves, "What's that to do with living?" When I look into my son's eyes, I see promise. And I don't care for a second who selected who. Love is not about choosing, it's about being. My guess is that the universe reveals no secrets we already didn't primordially suspect or know. I know that I've learnt what not to do, from you.

Down the ladder: Who I am

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Weighted score: 5.0
Overall Rank: 7549
Posted: April 29, 2004 9:07 AM PDT; Last modified: April 29, 2004 9:07 AM PDT
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[10] horus8 @ 66.229.187.185 | 29-Apr-04/10:35 AM | Reply
plagiarist, please don't republish my work.
[10] horus8 @ 66.229.187.185 | 29-Apr-04/5:01 PM | Reply
I even make myself WE(e)P.
[10] w~* ATHENA *~w @ 205.188.116.140 | 30-Apr-04/9:05 PM | Reply
You need to make peace with your mother.

Only then can you be a good father.

[0] Edna Sweetlove @ 81.178.84.120 | 18-Jun-06/4:57 AM | Reply
I am really surprised you have been awarded a POEMWANKER award as an imposter and plagiarist. I would never have gone as far as that. Pretentious ill-mannered twit, yes, but a plagiarist, oh dear, perish the thought.
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