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A post a day of the old aqua archives...because I can't bear to see them buried. Those who know...already know.
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2007
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October
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- There are some things I own that I just can not th...
- My life is spentabove the airthe wind my onlywhisp...
- Black NoiseBlack noiseuses both handsto grate my h...
- With the flick of a tailmy muse is goneswimming qu...
- In the absence of lightwith abundance of soundand ...
- Lightning rods and weather vanes tell me all their...
- Quiet stalkson sticky padsscaling walls anddefying...
- Aquicksilverthoughtjumps across my brainlike a fla...
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