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A Thousand Lilac Petals
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A Frog
Tuesday, October 14, 2008, 1:45 PM
A FROG

I feel like a frog.
I look like a frog.
My mind's in a mess. I can't think.
My eyes are swollen. I can't focus.
I'm hopping up and down on the spot. Still stuck.
I'm desperately trying to keep my eyes open. It's hard.
Won't someone just cook me in porridge