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Friday, June 13, 2008
RADIOS SING HEAVEN: III
Let the sky close down quarters. Let the pumps and oxygen masks sputter. Fear, paint me red, scurry my eyebrows up to lightening rods. Caffeine, kick in, blossom my capillaries. May my blood sing wide as the Lincoln Tunnel, a fierce tide flushing out the system.
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