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Cosy, I would far prefer to sit mute and listen to you and Bhaskar, however, so you will know that I am here, I leave this comment. MoonSpirit 
posted by
syzygy
on September 16, 2006 at 8:45 AM
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Bhaskar
and you said you were a bit dense in poetry? This truly SPEAKS to me....talent hidden under brokenness....
posted by
cosy
on September 15, 2006 at 12:54 PM
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cosy
Pernicious Symptoms
The Dow- Jones of my heart's depressed
The sunflower of my youth is is wilting
The tower of my dream's tilting
The dream of my life's absurd
What's the root of my neurosis?
I jog, eat brewer's yiest everyday
And yet I feel life slip away
I wait your sapient diagnosis
I die! I faint! I fail! I sink!
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on September 15, 2006 at 11:24 AM
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Cosy
You are awesome!
posted by
telemachus
on September 15, 2006 at 9:10 AM
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Cosy
Very strong word I hope this is not about you my friend
posted by
Kat02
on September 15, 2006 at 7:49 AM
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