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Seven This Dress Calls
Redlander

∑          Ω      Psi
 1
Slick     ®     Sly
 2
Sea      Ôur   S∏
 3
S@t      Out   Syde
 4
S¡ç       0ƒ     Sh¡ft
 5
S©k     Øn    Slip
 6
•••       ---    •••
 7

3 Sep 09

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"And until then--ever further--into the snows. Into naked poverty.
How few things were needed. Hands--only a little more. A poem...--all so little, all more and more. A poem...--all so little, all more and more--without us--the world."   Gennady Aygi
j.g. smiles
 — goeszon

Hey thanks Mike. I appreciate it.
 — Redlander

bloody hell i'm just a little farmgirl without any chickens.

and i sat outside bumbling over a sign.
 — jenakajoffer

You're a very cool farm girl. And British? The key is line 7 and the title.
 — Redlander

i thought line 7 was the end credits.

i was born in "british" columbia, so i'm more british than most canadians ;)
 — jenakajoffer

I love B.C. I was up in vancouver about 20 years ago loved it. Another clue Line 7 is Code
 — Redlander

SO'S we know
how to scream
when we deem

our ass is steamed.
; )
 — fractalcore

Thanks fractalcore you got it!
 — Redlander

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