30 poems in 30 days has sucked my word bank dry–strained and drained.
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Well, do what any good fisherman would do… toss your seine in new waters. Who knows what you’ll find for bait.
Oh no, I beg to differ, you’ve ending on such amazing high notes, fireworks indeed.
well, from the ashes the phoenix is usually born anew
and that’s almost an american sentence in itself…
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April 28, 2008 at 12:34 pm
Well, do what any good fisherman would do… toss your seine in new waters. Who knows what you’ll find for bait.
April 28, 2008 at 1:09 pm
Oh no, I beg to differ, you’ve ending on such amazing high notes, fireworks indeed.
April 28, 2008 at 2:23 pm
well, from the ashes the phoenix is usually born anew
April 28, 2008 at 2:24 pm
and that’s almost an american sentence in itself…