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YOU, one of the  mainstay sails of this ship, a timbered main, like so many others, who come here to pray and be blessed daily, sometime twice, and rare absent from this battlefield of word worthiness, where so many fall, unattended, but you are not one of them you cross my mind, and bring me a smile, all the time. line by line, your bedlam blue, is our custodian I repost what intrigues, makes me gasp, jealous and desiring why and how you found these words, that trick my eyes, in disbelieving belief, that you got there first,  com~bo~ing craziness delightfully,  and says me **** how could have I missed this, the that, where you are at,  a missive missile firing in a million directions, hitting every target... so I thank you, twice times over, you are the sailor extraordinaire that keeps our leaky (bad gateway?) afloat, and it is you, X 10,000  that I wish I could repost, this worthy cause, but here I must pause, for you have given me a pleasured insight, in right, it is us who should be shy, for not honoring you ever so much more. with affection, even I, Left Foot Poet get it righted, sooner, but never, is not permissible so let us sail on...together...
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Sep 2, 2025
Sep 2, 2025 at 7:40 PM UTC
for Omni x 10,000
YOU, one of the  mainstay sails of this ship, a timbered main, like so many others, who come here to pray and be blessed daily, sometime twice, and rare absent from this battlefield of word worthiness, where so many fall, unattended, but you are not one of them you cross my mind, and bring me a smile, all the time. line by line, your bedlam blue, is our custodian I repost what intrigues, makes me gasp, jealous and desiring why and how you found these words, that trick my eyes, in disbelieving belief, that you got there first,  com~bo~ing craziness delightfully,  and says me **** how could have I missed this, the that, where you are at,  a missive missile firing in a million directions, hitting every target... so I thank you, twice times over, you are the sailor extraordinaire that keeps our leaky (bad gateway?) afloat, and it is you, X 10,000  that I wish I could repost, this worthy cause, but here I must pause, for you have given me a pleasured insight, in right, it is us who should be shy, for not honoring you ever so much more. with affection, even I, Left Foot Poet get it righted, sooner, but never, is not permissible so let us sail on...together...
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Sep 2, 2025
Sep 2, 2025 at 7:40 PM UTC
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