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He hasn't written any poems in the past 8 years. I wonder if his socks match today....
I bet he drinks his own urine to stay alive when he is at Wal-Mart.
Such a moment to remember Prof, scene vividly captured...... keep it up!
I poured myselfdown the hallway my hips and flanks enticinglyswaying just like a drunkChristmas tree with awkward ornaments