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Wednesday, January 23, 2013
star trek lullabye: insomnia voyages rock the cradle good night (40 words)
poetry in the middle of the night is a kind of hand cranked can opener carving space between the worlds, a star gazer's delight floating here between star bright wind brief the stellar wind rocks the cradle of me good night