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The following part of your poem stood out to me, though I really like all of it:
as they ride red sleds down
almost-hills
toward once-we-knew roads.
by Sinnaminsun on Mar. 2 2008
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The following part of your poem stood out to me, though I really like all of it: as they ride red sleds down
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