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Jun 2011
"amusing isn't it?"

the angel sat back and laughed

the demon didn't get it

"how so?" he asked

"well you see those trees?

they feel so secure,

held in place,

like statues."



"yeah so?"

he scratched that spot.. on impulse… always on impulse



"well those statues. you see

have no idea

their being hurled through space,

and aren't very safe at all"
Justin Ansardi
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   Lacy Dodd
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