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"Recollect me darling, raise me to your lips,
Two undernourished egos, four rotating hips,
Hold on to me tightly, I'm a sliding scale,
Can't endure then you can't inhale
Clearly
Out of body experience interferes
And dreams of flying I fit nearly
Surrounds me though I get lonely
Slowly"
Cheers,
Marc ("Moving up slowly")
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