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Teach Me Old Turtle sunk heads hide inside holes knowing hummed tones of mindless echoes like a soft seashore, napping long currents from the distance of each sun ray to the ends of the cold reptilians and back onto the hydrogen fires beyond north of our remembered ozone kind heartened being tell me what's true even in your cold and dark senses inside yourself- unlock me with your ocean call. "The Writer's Cramp" Prompt: Write a story or poem including the following items: nap, skeleton key, turtle, fire. Please put the items in bold using {b} and {/b} tags so the judge can find them. Poem form: "Acrostic" [11 lines]
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