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poor ol mama, we miss you much we miss you so so much. (Free verse) by skaskowski
i know this raft is slats of human fat strapped together. i figured it out when i slid my finger between the beams and strings. i pulled it out coated in shiny, salty sauces. the oars have grown oily in the process. my sanity dangles from these flosses used to coax finicky fish into feeding. let's see if anyone else bites tonight.

Up the ladder: Artist's Child
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Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Weighted score: 5.0
Overall Rank: 7788
Posted: April 30, 2004 6:41 AM PDT; Last modified: April 30, 2004 6:43 AM PDT
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[n/a] deleted user @ 68.66.196.168 | 1-May-04/4:06 PM | Reply
Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about.
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