christopher-douglasWhisper

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My ApolloBefore the time of speech when men / Had only thought as guide, would they turn / Brow to daybreak and weep for relief, at first

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Nov 10, 2011

Starve No LongerStruck by a fucking lightning bolt: / Hope, bliss, flight, fear, loss. Pain. / All the idle bits of my soul,

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Nov 10, 2011

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