a poem for today, 7 January 2012
[a letter sorted sonnet in five sentences with its image]
Remember, for each of these that the idea is that it can be used intentionally to influence user behavior.
You have every reason to be tentative, closed and distrustful, and I myself, would not trust any of us.
If I had a nickel for every time I had drunken sex when I didn't want to I sure wouldn't be selling this shit.
The penultimate is really nothing in itself, such that anything could be justified as penultimate of its own accord.
I know the only place on earth that will survive the apocalypse, and what’s more I’ve been there.
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