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Writing minus the merchandise

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Balance

perches atop a fulcrum

in skin-tight leather which may or

may not shield it from the

reckless rocks of the road

and seeks only not to fall off

the Harley
Posted by The Great Chalk Elk at 5:13 PM

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