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11/15/2015 it has been a while since i've been to the wetland coppice teetering close to the neck of a somerset sourland hummock soft rushes and pickerel **** wild lavender and marsh elder a Canadian goose choking on a birch branch it died. it has been a time since I've been there timber rattler and weasel playing in the grounsel September, like Wallace Stevens: lonely in Jersey city. November dead cold bright annihilating days i sometimes walk a mile cutting across dead garden snakes they sit in the living room, playing the Nile is full of waste and bile i wait alone by this little grove, hoping that my fickleness of Conversation topics can help me now but my mind, it raced like a dead horse at a betting show Sunday morning, Saturday night really I read Wallace Stevens in the field And dream about jersey city
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Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 1:32 AM UTC
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11/15/2015 it has been a while since i've been to the wetland coppice teetering close to the neck of a somerset sourland hummock soft rushes and pickerel **** wild lavender and marsh elder a Canadian goose choking on a birch branch it died. it has been a time since I've been there timber rattler and weasel playing in the grounsel September, like Wallace Stevens: lonely in Jersey city. November dead cold bright annihilating days i sometimes walk a mile cutting across dead garden snakes they sit in the living room, playing the Nile is full of waste and bile i wait alone by this little grove, hoping that my fickleness of Conversation topics can help me now but my mind, it raced like a dead horse at a betting show Sunday morning, Saturday night really I read Wallace Stevens in the field And dream about jersey city
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Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 1:32 AM UTC
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