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by Kirk Nicholas Stelter   Feb 23, 2006


Spinning, in a soft silky smooth heave.
Diving in a moshing,
divine,
divine as that of a dove or as that of a raven,
taking its place in the heavens as a star on the nights sky,
turning as it comes to a slushy yet peaceful stop.

10:09
2/11/06

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