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My quick baby, who loves you? Oh slow waker, who arches?        Backs bent over rolling water   Water, who swallows? Chest shaking under heavy wool        Weight, who spins? Thick dust down soft temples     Heat, who flickers? Multiply- make room, make room            Darling, what gathers?      Soak my honey-stung tongue-tip Cold, who wanders? Leave my bent frame on stiff soil Body, why bother?         Lazy smoke, tell me, tell me, who rises.                  The air is thinner towards the peak.
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Apr 27, 2012
Apr 27, 2012 at 12:52 AM UTC
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My quick baby, who loves you? Oh slow waker, who arches?        Backs bent over rolling water   Water, who swallows? Chest shaking under heavy wool        Weight, who spins? Thick dust down soft temples     Heat, who flickers? Multiply- make room, make room            Darling, what gathers?      Soak my honey-stung tongue-tip Cold, who wanders? Leave my bent frame on stiff soil Body, why bother?         Lazy smoke, tell me, tell me, who rises.                  The air is thinner towards the peak.
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Apr 27, 2012
Apr 27, 2012 at 12:52 AM UTC
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