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To embody the engine,
The roar and flame
To propel from behind
forwardly insane.
To love without need,
and to take without care,
to eat and to feed,
to tirelessly stare.
Like a cobra in love,
while hunting its pray,
Peering from above,
and never looking away.
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Sunday, February 10, 2008
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I'm so happy to see that you're blogging -- and poetry, no less! Awesomesness. Thanks for your warm birthday wishes, yours is coming up very soon as well I believe (tommorow?)... so happy birthday! xo
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