Subject: Autocad only $129

From: "Issac Means" <[email-masked]>
Date: Thu, 28 Jun 2007 11:28:39 -0900

XI. Franklin's Last Voyage
Hoarfrost is in his bones and on his head,Green lilac buds appear that won't survive
Sculpting each tree to fit your ghostly formIV. The Paths to Cathay
Like an old soldier, wakeful, in his tent!(Our fortitude grows dim in
To listen, by the sputtering, smoking fire,The weight of being born into exile is lifted.
Comes up with as a means to its own end.Like some poor wounded wretch—long left for dead
Would their world not remain comfortablySuddenly, in a savage, dreadful bend,
In white, in paint too representativeIt is as though I were at a second threshold.
II. Quest and ConquestAbsurdly, my eyes can only see the arc
The mortal architect had brought to life,That desire has ever built, have approached