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Dear Emily, Tell me Tell me How you ****** t he marrow out of life from your transparent cave. while I have been shriveled dry. Can't think breathe feel touch see drink the Earth. I have one foot on the ground and one in the car. My senses are numb unless both feet find soil, grass and greenery. Tell me Tell me how you pinpointed the essence of man the essence of this earth. without running the race yourself? (at least once?)
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Sep 17, 2011
Sep 17, 2011 at 10:55 PM UTC
(To Emily Dickinson)
Dear Emily, Tell me Tell me How you ****** t he marrow out of life from your transparent cave. while I have been shriveled dry. Can't think breathe feel touch see drink the Earth. I have one foot on the ground and one in the car. My senses are numb unless both feet find soil, grass and greenery. Tell me Tell me how you pinpointed the essence of man the essence of this earth. without running the race yourself? (at least once?)
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Sep 17, 2011
Sep 17, 2011 at 10:55 PM UTC
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