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The Call (Free verse) by Skamper
The symbol of chaos stops its random spin forcing just one arrow deep within each studied tick a cadence it begins - my spiteful nose shall bleed the space once dreams have taken second place I set my tongue to talk back

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lmp141.154.134.37June 12, 2007 9:25 AM PDT
xxx67.172.190.2530June 10, 2007 6:52 AM PDT



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