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anyhow that was the day I gave up everything one thousand hotel mirrors well travelled. train Milan, cheek-kissed Maria. cognac. A man. Unconsumed. Guylove dance, marketplace Castries. Lord Jackson, Victor Calypso kinging. Anyhow that was the day I gave up dancing Jack lighthouse, broken glass, spilled Guinness never forgiven. Named my son for him. Anyhow that was the day I gave up talking crew cut Poughkeepsie, émigré fashion boarding cockle boat, Dunkirking Queen Mary. Nero sunsetting on piddling empire wallmap fading red to wilted pink scouring the bottom of titanic bucket, glorious lido summer, dear Liza, got a hole in it(torn piece of rubber mnemonic for a mother) anyhow that was the day I gave up *** now come the restoration of the king. London shall rise again, borne on tide of flying, infinite darkness, osmosis of light. whisper saint Paulus, de-clocked, unthroning, myriad swimmers swarm canal cut channel, (furry animals cluster, cuddle in unlikely couplings). quavering timbers blowing and swaying, queen lay dying, long live the king. anyhow that was the day I gave up my mind
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May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 4:21 AM UTC
Every loss is a gain (DT Suzuki)
anyhow that was the day I gave up everything one thousand hotel mirrors well travelled. train Milan, cheek-kissed Maria. cognac. A man. Unconsumed. Guylove dance, marketplace Castries. Lord Jackson, Victor Calypso kinging. Anyhow that was the day I gave up dancing Jack lighthouse, broken glass, spilled Guinness never forgiven. Named my son for him. Anyhow that was the day I gave up talking crew cut Poughkeepsie, émigré fashion boarding cockle boat, Dunkirking Queen Mary. Nero sunsetting on piddling empire wallmap fading red to wilted pink scouring the bottom of titanic bucket, glorious lido summer, dear Liza, got a hole in it(torn piece of rubber mnemonic for a mother) anyhow that was the day I gave up *** now come the restoration of the king. London shall rise again, borne on tide of flying, infinite darkness, osmosis of light. whisper saint Paulus, de-clocked, unthroning, myriad swimmers swarm canal cut channel, (furry animals cluster, cuddle in unlikely couplings). quavering timbers blowing and swaying, queen lay dying, long live the king. anyhow that was the day I gave up my mind
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May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 4:21 AM UTC
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