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Mar 2013
She said I deserved to dance with the angels
and that she didn't cut it.  With her I'm
just paper so she cuts it for me.  I guess she
thinks she is backwards left handed kindergarten
scissors trying to cut freezer burnt
ground beef.  Even if she is, I like
when she tries to slice through me in her way,
even if she gets really good and gets me halved through and through
Hank Roberts
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Hank Roberts  30/M/Portland
(30/M/Portland)   
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   ian jonsan
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