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lemuridae

Member since 2002 · Posted 11 Jan 2004 · 3 comments

Madagascar, and the time of moon and heard heartbeat. And lemurs. They are indeed well named, white under-face with feet like fingers And to hear them forage amongst forests wet leaves, and leap with a gentle grate on wax. closer than the wind that crawls through my curtains.

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[10] <{Baba^Yaga}> 11-Jan-04/12:04 PM Reply
lol.
[10] INTRANSIT 11-Jan-04/1:05 PM Reply
This comes across more poetically than pokingly.
[n/a] Blue Magpie 12-Jan-04/9:20 AM Reply
forest's wet or forest-wet. I didn't uderstand the ending at all so I will withold my vote.