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Thursday, May 31, 2012

best foot forward, bad foot back
the better I get the more I split in half

(a rhyme to sully my polish)
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exercises in atrophy
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Hungry for haimish heart

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is subject to automated audits of feeling
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Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Ships wrecked upon pretense

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