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Sparse Activities at Night
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Poem
I know this day would come
when all the beasts scatter to beat
the sun's heat.
If you knew too
why didn't you follow me
to a safe hiding place
incognito of fluffy trees.
Please be with me tonight,
my handsome lad
with silky hair...
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