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In blue, taking silver steps, she thinks of the perfect gift for her sisters, the daughters of atlas, as if starlight can be rewarded, as if hunting with orion is not sufficient.
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To the Maya, the Pleiades have several meanings. The Maya today see the Pleiades as a handful of seeds, the first seeds planted in their creation story, after the first fire was drilled in Orion, the hearth of creation. i landed my poem on the shores of maia of the pleiades :o)I wrote this just this morning before blather Paint I was delivered over the ocean in a ship I keep remembering what i'm trying to forget ocean's waves, incessantly slap my cheek I'm awakened yet i want to drift off to sleep the lulling current moves me like you do how much longer till we're there ocean so vast I swim, i float I hear someone call out 3 names St. Mary, Paint, My Daughter Santa Maria, Pinta, Nina I'm almost there Delivered by these "semen" these vessels, these ships Only to find that in the journey of my distant future I call out to a ship I never found St. Maria, I didn't have a daughter so all that's left is Paint I must have come over, on the "Pinta" these castilian constellations, and painted golden stars Camille March 29, 2000
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god
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rip off my fingers? go to school i don't wanna go down to the basement. why can't i be somebody else why can't you.. what?
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what's it to you?
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