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Free verse № 73413

embryonic inquiries

Member since 2003 · Posted 4 Nov 2003 · 2 comments

crawling through worldwide uterine lining, where is the exit? i'm lost and i'm fetal and fatally crawling through placental pieces. i've torn from my cord, i need air before i choke.

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[4] <{Baba^Yaga}> 4-Nov-03/1:32 AM Reply
I need air before I choke myself to death on your lower cased tribute to lower case tributaries.
[6] deleted user 4-Nov-03/6:39 AM Reply
I think you need a smack to start you breathing