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These GamsI'd be okay with getting old / If I got to keep these gams / They'll wrinkle and sprout those purple-green veins
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Feb 12, 2010
ApplesEveryday I see oranges on trees / Bright, juicy and / I think anxiously of the apple rotting slowly
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Jan 24, 2010
Where I amI’m spinning in circles and sea horses prove God / And when I sleep my eyes lie awake staring at my eyelids / And even when I do not listen I hear and it can never stop,
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Jan 24, 2010
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