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- Billy the goat faced boy
- Gym
- Another year
- Perfect summer's day
- Self diagnosis
- For a-z
- Untitled
- Memories of a lover
- Untitled
- Irony
- Fitting in
- Untitled
- Low temperature
- After the accident
- One went on foot
- Non-responsive corpse
- Kebab
- I have a short attention span
It takes
real guts
to make yourself
the perfect body
6 October 2002, completely rewritten with no basis or reflection at all to the original, 2004-03-18. I would have moved it to the correct folder since it is an entirely new poem sharing only the title, but like, well, I guess I just really couldn't be bothered. Does this face look bothered?