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I am leaking silently, like pipes beneath the kitchen sink You find out that mold had nested, accumulated in the corners and caused the floors to rise up Heave their wooden planks and produce discoloration,   My chest is that floor and the water has no place to go so it soaks and strains, ***** sighs, releases fluid in t e n d r i l s.
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Mar 19, 2012
Mar 19, 2012 at 3:55 PM UTC
Chaz.
I am leaking silently, like pipes beneath the kitchen sink You find out that mold had nested, accumulated in the corners and caused the floors to rise up Heave their wooden planks and produce discoloration,   My chest is that floor and the water has no place to go so it soaks and strains, ***** sighs, releases fluid in t e n d r i l s.
(c) Brooke Otto
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Mar 19, 2012
Mar 19, 2012 at 3:55 PM UTC
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