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Inside Out If I could turn myself inside out this gut-full of fire would engulf my world in flaming destruction. Frigid blood in my veins inexplicably sustaining life, would flood the landscape, ushering in a new Ice Age. This brain-heart-soul, a jumble of emotions, would be opened wide, releasing an explosion of chaos. Eileen Auger 2006
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 3:56 PM UTC
INSIDE OUT
Inside Out If I could turn myself inside out this gut-full of fire would engulf my world in flaming destruction. Frigid blood in my veins inexplicably sustaining life, would flood the landscape, ushering in a new Ice Age. This brain-heart-soul, a jumble of emotions, would be opened wide, releasing an explosion of chaos. Eileen Auger 2006
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 3:56 PM UTC
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