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May 19, 2003 16:05



To kiss a hot frog
is like slow death.
Surprising the dog
tough as it is
is a sight to behold

To bite the soft mud
is belief in the unknown,
sharp and cool.
It is eternal.

To say it is important
is like cutting your throat
with a blue rock
made of sharp clouds

To cut your eye
on the red slag
of a tamarack
is never wavering
and eternal
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