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SERRIFED
Jester Experiencing Pain Reminiscent Of X'mas mornings
Monday, April 13, 2009
Destiny
for Pipit
the fish in all it glory flies
with fins for wings and brine for skies
not trapped in Hope nor weighed by Lies
its trove horizon--Paradise
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I am a waterfall of sun in a cold dungeon body. I am a golden cricket in a sealed crystal flask. I am caved in whispers, truths, and lies. I am a broken piano sinking in the ocean.
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