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The Racial Profiling Poem.

the nose knows
and the hair grows
it's apparent in your appearance
it's written in the sand
in the lines on your face
your intention shows
when you give them
the same damn water
from the river
flowing past your house
where you make your home
in a cup crafted
by local artisan hands
which will never touch ground
in those...
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thefreddy:
kiss
smuffy:
my thanksgiving was fine.

I had dinner with my parents and I spent the rest of the day finishing up neglected projects on the computer.

lucky for me EU doesn't have thanksgiving, so I didn't even have to talk to any relatives. boo! kiss
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smuffy:
I feel overworked, tired and annoyed most of the time, but like you I smile and pretend everything is ok.

I'll be moving into my new house hopefully soon. when I do you're free to come and visit ANYTIME. seriously.

p.s. I'll have all kind of wall space so I'd love to buy some new art off you. let me know if you have the time for something like that. I have missed you. you're the most interesting friend I have on this site. bless you, mi little darling. kiss
smuffy:
I would love nothing more than to start talking again! kiss

and I wasn't here to wish you a happy one either. my ex has the same birthday as you. I knew you were in nov. I always knew we had the scorpio thing in common. we're both awesome like that. that's why you're one of my favorite people.

anyway, thank you again. I love you, my little honeypot.
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mat8drb:
That does rock. And sounds like a business plan for someone...
mat8drb:
A pink one would rock! love
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thefreddy:
Why does that pic remind me of the house on Nightmareon Elm Street?
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oracle:
informative
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Oh My! Your Gods Are Out Of Style!

why, he cried, can you be so blind
when your name begins with 'C'?
aah. she countered with a smile
would that also mean that I am wet,
or indicate something about my salt content?

I can hardly feel the flowering of my heart pumping knowledge through the walls
and the petals start to crumble like eggshells...
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