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a gothic guitar dreams.....
Thursday, July 30, 2009
my favorite poems of Cummings
voices to voices,lip to lip
i swear(to noone everyone)constitutes
undying;or whatever this and that petal confutes...
to exist being a peculiar form of sleep
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my favorite poems of Cummings