| Om eye steal hear?
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fractalcore
| Eye feigned eat a-musing | 1 |
How wee flick-err inn duh dust -- | 2 |
Greyish ants, eyes sparkling | 3 |
Black holes turned to rust... | 4 |
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How do ewe clean up the seat | 5 |
Or flush them under | 6 |
'neath the flashing feat | 7 |
When ewe leave eat asunder? | 8 |
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Eye dare ewe... | 9 |
do ewe...hear? | 10 |
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Are ewe eve-end[e]ar[e]? | 11 |
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written 9/22/2008
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you are the relief i find at the end of a long day.
— 1994
welcome back fract -- how we glitter in the eye from a sparkle in the brain to a flowering of neurons firing all over again -- light to light bending toward infinity dark as darkest night without mass effect
— AlchemiA
2 57 81 87 47 22 13 isnt it great knowing you can make someone
happy even for just a moment .....its elemental
— unknown
lines 3 and 4 are great.
— raskolniikov
1994, thank ewe. eye wasp ones ah refugee
end had loads off relief goods unloaded at my
feat butt never bothered too take nor eat any
thin. eye might've been 18 in '94 or wish i were
fat back then.
nice to see you back...[i suppose.]
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— fractalcore
AlchemiA sir, thank you.
we all come back to the source
or rather
never leave it.
nice to see you again.
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— fractalcore
unknown,
it is great indeed as well as finding out you've
visited. the pleasure can never be shown in a
numeric scale...
so thank you infinitely.
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— fractalcore
rask, if i believe what you think to be true,
i will be selfish; if i won't, i'll have wasted my time.
sorry, i just had a dose of pauline kael, hehe.
[thanks to joey.]
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— fractalcore
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