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Man, I Miss Billy Mays Writing.com has allowed me to "look over the shoulders" of many, many writers. Here I find the prolific, the primitive, the fantasists, cosmopolites, pedestrians, naturals, the disciplined, the machines, little backwaters, gamers, the readers not writers, poets universal, archaic, time-tested, and modern, the avant garde, gardeners, puzzlers, lyricists, the confused and the confusing, leaders, followers, and the lost, the redeemed and the hopeless, explorers, weekend warriors, the People, spirit guides and the guided, inspiration and the inspired, literalists, illiterates, the condemned and the condemning, the well read, the poorly written, contestants, surveyors, the anonymous, braggarts, the timid, insomniacs, gigglists, the lost and forsaken, little pearls of beauty, slight (continued on page 62) Peach April 6, 2010 while listening to Miles Davis' "It Never Entered My Mind" over and over...
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