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Ponderings 7
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Prose Everybody knew that mutualism was not present. Surreal?
The wild men claimed they kept the earth safe.
In truth they knew the same; fondness of femininity.
The soft skin was the trigger pulled.
Yes I knew it... I as a victim.
now you see the movement welcomed into sub-human atmospheres.
Upon the river's edge I sat waiting and wanting. The millenium was approaching at the speed of light.
