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old s'cool
Join Date: Oct 2002
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haiku story... again
looking back, it was
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meretricious dilettante
Join Date: Jan 2003
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think
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Join Date: Sep 2002
Location: brooklyn NY
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward |
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#4 |
I used to be a girl
Join Date: Mar 2004
Posts: 2,152
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward but, then again, it's |
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meretricious dilettante
Join Date: Jan 2003
Posts: 11,068
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward but, then again, it's nothing against the backward
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Because how we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. -- Annie Dillard |
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#6 |
I used to be a girl
Join Date: Mar 2004
Posts: 2,152
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward but, then again, it's nothing against the backward perpetual flow |
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meretricious dilettante
Join Date: Jan 2003
Posts: 11,068
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward but, then again, it's nothing against the backward perpetual flow effluvia runs
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Because how we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. -- Annie Dillard |
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#8 |
old s'cool
Join Date: Oct 2002
Posts: 2,426
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward but, then again, it's nothing against the backward perpetual flow effluvia runs and ruins my appetite |
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#9 |
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Join Date: May 2004
Location: ªs°k°
Posts: 6,458
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward but, then again, it's nothing against the backward perpetual flow effluvia runs and ruins my appetite dry, aching and sore |
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meretricious dilettante
Join Date: Jan 2003
Posts: 11,068
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward but, then again, it's nothing against the backward perpetual flow effluvia runs and ruins my appetite dry, aching and sore give me a downpour
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Because how we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. -- Annie Dillard |
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old s'cool
Join Date: Oct 2002
Posts: 2,426
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward but, then again, it's nothing against the backward perpetual flow effluvia runs and ruins my appetite dry, aching and sore give me a downpour in this drought of love. I wait |
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#12 |
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Join Date: May 2004
Location: ªs°k°
Posts: 6,458
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward but, then again, it's nothing against the backward perpetual flow effluvia runs and ruins my appetite dry, aching and sore give me a downpour in this drought of love. I wait and I feel still. still |
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#13 |
old s'cool
Join Date: Oct 2002
Posts: 2,426
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward but, then again, it's nothing against the backward perpetual flow effluvia runs and ruins my appetite dry, aching and sore give me a downpour in this drought of love. I wait and I feel still. still she is leaving home |
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#14 |
Spone to Proonerisms
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: The Left Coast
Posts: 4,531
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward but, then again, it's nothing against the backward perpetual flow effluvia runs and ruins my appetite dry, aching and sore give me a downpour in this drought of love. I wait and I feel still. still she is leaving home fledging fleeing flying off
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...and another handful of almonds |
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Join Date: May 2004
Location: ªs°k°
Posts: 6,458
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looking back, it was
crazy as bedbugs to think I'm moving forward but, then again, it's nothing against the backward perpetual flow effluvia runs and ruins my appetite dry, aching and sore give me a downpour in this drought of love. I wait and I feel still. still she is leaving home fledging fleeing flying off innocent first steps |
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