Line 'Em Up (Ten Finger Fisted)A Poem by PeteAs if you could kill time without injuring eternity. - Thoreauours to clutch or cast asunder ours to deposit or plunder eternity whispers in thunder turnstiles made to crawl under the only blunder being not licking fingers, salivating and turning pages in wide-eyed wonder © 2026 PeteAuthor's Note
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