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By Jack Joseph Smith
Diana
Quiting drinking is not a sim
I did it across the world and back
I saw her as if she were fun
Startling, respeqtful, and just
as tall as I; and it was not the glass
of Pascal,, she was just raw discovery
Where beauty is slim and weak,, direct
all at once,, the mussel soup you would
give it up for; childrem and labor,. we
use devihe in sparing ways, we of course,
the great poet, so there is Silence as
well as explosive things, when I saw Diana
I said I wil skim another rock across the
lake,, and I will dive into the one ocearr
and the one sea, that I know pretty well