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Sep 2012
Frogs fall
From far below
Little limbs
Spasm --gasm
Into the crystal sky
I have seen
And once
Lived inside
A juniper tree
Thorny sprites
Poke and ****
Never thought
I'd see the spiders
Help and hurt
Eat me out
My escape
I hate your
**** rodent
Dreaming of
My **** parade
You don't know
A **** thing now
I could've said
Something much
Much different
I've got the chance
To lose my way
Contented to sit
And sit inside
My cave
Liz Anne
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Liz Anne
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