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By TaoOfMe Date: 2002 Mar 15 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.15.21.05.5173]] |
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the days of sultry are lost to me now blistering breezes affirming summer boiling rain as a gift from god out on the the porch i'll be underneath this scorching season when things were perfect how did i become agnostic summer washed away by the floods of time created by the rains of god |