Gridcosm

Level 973 of 4707
Created on Jan 22, 2002.

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Grid poem

my eye(s) stopped looking, and then when I was holding it all the colors began to change the mood and I got a little self absorbed. When I woke my eyes hurt and amy we itt sop the blood. He was in the exit aisle yet she could not tell if he was seated uncomfortably at the foredoomed giant cupcake for one.... She should have known that he wanted a workshop more than an exit, but that he'd take a way out if there was one and it was time to go.

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