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Ode to Kinkade poetry mathmatically calculated drifts unknowingly into tempered ears Bent jaggedly over empty paper our machine-molded writer drips pretty words from his sweat filled glands untrained ears run swiftly to caress the leaked grease restlessly pouring from wealthy vats "I just want to write what is in my head straight onto the paper. I want the world to see my thoughts and know that they are mine. Art is a chore." 4 comments Wednesday, June 28, 2006

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