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I can just hear those ancient voices screaming.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 18, 2012 at 10:25 AM
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Aha dust mites for company, safer than some other creatures lurking in the
streets, in the dreams of night.
posted by
Kabu
on September 17, 2012 at 8:59 PM
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UtahJay
So what do I figure here? You sat in a jungle and learned to write great poetry from sitting in the rain
?
posted by
WileyJohn
on September 17, 2012 at 8:26 PM
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Very interesting. I don't think that I've ever read a poem about dust mites before. 
Of course there was a lot more to it than that. 
posted by
TAPS.
on September 17, 2012 at 8:10 PM
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Wow!! That is deep! I'm going back to read it again!
posted by
adnohr
on September 17, 2012 at 6:35 PM
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you keep improving with each one utah....yea!!! no edits...well done!
posted by
Annicita
on September 17, 2012 at 2:40 PM
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I love your use of the words
posted by
Chuck_E_Ibrahim
on September 17, 2012 at 1:27 PM
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My friend, you absolutely need a publisher!
posted by
Reflecting_teddypoet
on September 17, 2012 at 12:36 PM
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