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The Message.I have no regard for the late hour; I wake him up. / Our hearts pull us down the stairs. / We read of her experience

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Aug 17, 2011

Gardening.*Why is He jealous for you?* Mrs. Fields asks me. / I have no reply. / I blink and water the flower absentmindedly drawn on my notes.

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Aug 17, 2011

Anonymous.Every book has one, / The evidence--printed on its spine. / Even so, it attempts to move around the library,

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Aug 15, 2011

LettersABC. / These have little worth compared / To their homonym.

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Aug 15, 2011

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