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A small poem.
Nov 02, 2011 01:05
The anxious child desires heavy wool blankets.
A sludge of warmth:
the urge to become the filthy glow
that one exudes;
to be the glow itself,
to be the filth itself;
not the thing mired in-between,
but the all.
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paulderochie
November 7 2011, 02:44:11 UTC
"A sludge of warmth."
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