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A WOMAN IS CRYING In the next room a woman is crying a moon perches upon an hotel sign unmoved as a new millennium dawns as bright as neon the woman still crying her unknown despair shifting silently from one century to another human grief unchanged from age to age. A woman is crying.
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 7:17 PM UTC
A WOMAN IS CRYING
A WOMAN IS CRYING In the next room a woman is crying a moon perches upon an hotel sign unmoved as a new millennium dawns as bright as neon the woman still crying her unknown despair shifting silently from one century to another human grief unchanged from age to age. A woman is crying.
donall-dempsey
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 7:17 PM UTC
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