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Please ignore that last message, it was a draft i was working on and the
program sent it anyway, someone kick the computer for me
-----Original Message-----
From: mark <[log in to unmask]>
To: [log in to unmask] <[log in to unmask]>
Date: Thursday, August 27, 1998 8:54 PM
Subject: the true sea monster
 
 
>The night was without moon, darkness draped the ship as it plied the water
>somewhere near Japan. The night so far was without incident and the date,
>31st of October, the night for all beasts to rise.
>The messdeck was now silent , a night of ghoulish movies to ring in
>holloween was entertaining the crew earlier but now they were all gone, by
>now they were off to slumber through night, with the exception of the
>skeleton crew that mans the perpetual machinery thru the night .
>On the mess deck all that remained of the movie watchers was bits of
>popcorn, candy wrappers and cigarette buts , I swept them up leaving only
>one task before i too could head towards  a warm rack and 2 good hours of
>shut eye, that last
>
>  On the deck of the old rusty ship the air was still and damp and clung to
>your flesh , the darkness
>

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