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By Briana Kassia Date: 2009 Apr 08 Comment on this Work [[2009.04.08.22.34.21206]] |
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when all we can do is cling all the tears sucked down by the vortex not even breath enough to scream white water rapids and rocks the pounding grinding rush each day another tumble another chute of the rapids and all we can do is hold on hold close and wait for the calm |