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10/25/2007 03:03 p.m.
"francis stopped thinking and rose from the clay."

renzo, 24 and sick of caring, has had his tubes tied --
pulling into harbor against cleats who's knots denied,
renzo, heaving hauling ignores the red of morn',
and round-abouts the cabin boy as he comes-about cape horn.
I am currently Wild
I am listening to an in-depth discussion on Virginia Wolf.