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When I started to write, I sat. seated, leaned, balanced, distributed, coordinated To the chair. the stool, the bed, floor, bar stool, couch, beached log Under my *** cheeks with one freckle on the skin of the left side petite and friendly I am wherever I am. Usually in my head, sometimes nowhere at all. Thinking of word soundings fitting into the nonsensical particles of language. Letters cue the stage curtains of Jedi mind tricks..and mostly only in my head does it sound the way Beethoven wanted his symphony no.9 to echo in his. Out loud is so rambunctious and persuasive. I don't want to persuade. I mean to convince. You cannot read my thoughts, but I know they are beautiful.
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 9:28 PM UTC
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When I started to write, I sat. seated, leaned, balanced, distributed, coordinated To the chair. the stool, the bed, floor, bar stool, couch, beached log Under my *** cheeks with one freckle on the skin of the left side petite and friendly I am wherever I am. Usually in my head, sometimes nowhere at all. Thinking of word soundings fitting into the nonsensical particles of language. Letters cue the stage curtains of Jedi mind tricks..and mostly only in my head does it sound the way Beethoven wanted his symphony no.9 to echo in his. Out loud is so rambunctious and persuasive. I don't want to persuade. I mean to convince. You cannot read my thoughts, but I know they are beautiful.
amariah-clift
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 9:28 PM UTC
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