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25 Jan 2007 @ 00:24, by Unknown

Poetry goes through walls of brick
or stone or mud or any
solid, visible substance.
What's heard in that?>br> A slender plant can do it
Walls of silence — they are the test —
or walls we face on parting

— Tessa Ransford, "Poetry Goes Through Walls"


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26 Jan 2007 @ 07:09 by dkill : Art?
Nice tits.  

26 Jan 2007 @ 07:29 by jmarc : Jelous?
They can be yours. You are getting veerry veerry sleeepy.. http://www.hypnosis.com/scripts.aspx?script=60  

26 Jan 2007 @ 07:30 by jmarc : edit
clickable link  

27 Jan 2007 @ 10:24 by dkill : Lol
Very funny :)  

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