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Between two Incandescent Breaths

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Monday, August 10, 2009

Silence

Silence--a strangled
Telephone has forgotten
That it should ring
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master of spices
i am a young man of half-past forty and one.My freinds say i am not unattractive, though to be kind and true is what i have always striven. I have black hair, black eyes, a sensitive mouth and a winning natural exuberance. And at the waist a barely noticeable protuberance. I am open minded about beverages so long as they are grape, brandy or malt. And i am genorous to practically any fault. Not to beat around the bush, there are a few who think i am pretty nice
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