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1. Anonymous
   July 2nd, 2004 @ 12:59 am

   like hurricanes mating with sugarcanes, like your blood boiling sweetness, take a step into my ocean and i’ve got your footprint in my waters to remind me, it’s you. it’s you.

   and if the horizon crept along this line, i wonder how long it would take to inhale the sun and swing the moon on a leash, walk along the paths that the thumbtack stars put into place. i lose my way even though i’ve never left you.

   and i’m not going to dc or philly this week, not because of my wallet’s plaintive cries, but because bossman says i work this weekend. busiest weekend of the year, and he wants me to have some search and rescue experience.

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