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 animet oppanet amon et matt ohm in watt my set saat Chloe grew money in the brakes of a dimelight slot the green in the back is the f... [read more] |
 The wind the wind the wind how how can I prove it when the effects of itupon the sturdy tree, or the grass of the field are so clearly revea... [read more] |
 A man walks in the room, something about me shifts. I sit taller, I think in spirals, I talk convoluted. I make my mind a lollipop fo... [read more] |
 Soliloquy of the Faltering Timber (the bridge speaks) I will speak, though I was never built for speech. I was raised from falterin... [read more] |
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Underpass Morning A bus sighs at the kerb, letting out its small congregation of strangers scattering toward crossings and corne... [read more] |
 Have you heard about a gal named Bess? She wanted to buy a new dress She knew which store to get it But their store hours, she'd forge... [read more] |
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"The Worry of Love" without the slightest doubtthere is love in this world—its pulse beneath the skin,a current,... [read more] |