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Mar 2013
superman paid me a visit today
flying through the west window
and all
hang on
he ordered
i did for dear life
my cheek lay cold against a metal-based body
steel and iron perfect as
ever was moulded by natures hand
still i cringed and blushed
i could not touch him so that he would feel
mechanical savior
put me down at the next corner
Written by
sandra petterson bricker  silvis,ilinois,
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