I Get Tired of Not Having this Online (for Remote Access Purposes)

So, there is probably a very good, or at least very paranoid reason, that I have never before posted this poem online. I may censor this to my flist if I ever remember what it is. In the meantime, take a skinny-dip in my soul.

Title: Fly With Me
Rating: G
Warnings: I feel this way a lot.

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