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All it took was one swell foop..a sideways motion of the hand and neck..
to send the stereo-types on their way.....
....to shrug the last of the contagions..
off her shoulders..
" no longer shall I have to be holden to others and their constrictures..
I am the salt that floats and the salt that stings."
"can someone tell me what I mean by that?..I feel a tad..
waterlogged..at the moment...hmmmm..maybe if I tip my head to the
side...oh..my that tickles...my ear...."
Last edited by ring; 04-15-2008 at 02:51 PM..
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