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The Persistence of Dreams
I love to talk to animals when they think they can understand me...
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Dr. Enigma
Sitting in the shade of the trees,
Wishing that he didn't have fleas,
Depurifying the spring time breeze,
Dr. Enigma is not one to please.
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