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May 12, 2005 14:39


I just woke up...

That's 15 and a half hours of sleep.

I know I'm going to regret that when I'm ninety and haven't done anything interesting or useful with my life, but my god I feel great right now.

To celebrate, here's a poem about death.

The Truth the Dead Know
Anne Sexton

For my Mother, born March 1902, died March 1959
and my Father, ( Read more... )

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cinicolives May 12 2005, 03:52:26 UTC
You have the best taste in poetry. Thank you.

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triptoe May 16 2005, 01:34:53 UTC
Hey, don't thank me. I'm so glad you like them as much as I do though. I only post the poems I really enjoy.

(The other obvious comment to make is that your poems are among my favourites, but I will skirt that by placing it in brackets, at the risk of sounding like a gusher).

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