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Where Shelter
“these words are my own, their conjunction is a junction to you, and a holy constitution for me.” W.S. “Dance me through the curtains that …
Nat Lipstadt
120/M/nyc    is this a poem, a cri de coeur, a confession - or a poetpourri of history of a journey tween naissance and

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