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I cannot have her change--her blonde hair darken to black or red, her hands to tire of holding the cracking spines of books or
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We were witnesses to the history, marking our presence without names
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i make an honest plea for these spheres to
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what the thunder said? when i leaned up under its beardby caligalux 18 lines, on May 2 7:00 AM 2008. In Contemporary
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I've closed my eyes and resigned myself to
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i will climb numeric clouds, making mocks of science--by caligalux 12 lines, on May 2 6:59 AM 2008
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I am not worth the shot Bird of the pulse,
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His hands are like fences-- pink and fat--by caligalux 34 lines, on May 2 6:56 AM 2008. In Collegiate
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We stood in slanted youth, Permanently marked by
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my brother never returned for his bicycle but left it in my care,
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I’ve pulled in All that I can take—by caligalux 41 lines, 1 comment, on May 2 6:52 AM 2008. In Collegiate
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