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fingers(deeply) who amongst dirt suddenly moments point steeply through drunk summer rain upon lips (fluttering dismissively): memory to imp (by blind words) such wings, heart leaves(roots)body grassAndgrassAndgrass become. (my dear that i have loved beyond poems to say)
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Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 4:15 AM UTC
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fingers(deeply) who amongst dirt suddenly moments point steeply through drunk summer rain upon lips (fluttering dismissively): memory to imp (by blind words) such wings, heart leaves(roots)body grassAndgrassAndgrass become. (my dear that i have loved beyond poems to say)
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Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 4:15 AM UTC
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