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A golf clap is two fingers into the opposite palm. quiet, respectful, approving.
... an odd choice of clap for a raunchy poem... but then consider the source... i doubt any offense was intended.
I liked it... I like when poems cause imagery to go off in my head.
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There's a Shadow just behind me. Shrouding every step I take. Making every promise empty, pointing every finger at me. _tool
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