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The Arms of the Enemy

September 4, 2011
By RebeccaR PLATINUM, Racine, Wisconsin
RebeccaR PLATINUM, Racine, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
If your ship doesn't come in, swim out to it.
-- Jonathan Winters

I nestle my weary face
Into the arms of my enemy
NO longer am I won by charm or wit or even love
Souls crushed so fine into ever stirring dust
Will only be enraptured by a dustpan

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