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hedgehogs which lie tumbling in my barefoot way
stuff and things of this brave new world
Sunday, December 28, 2008
long dried to wrinkled effigies of themselves
She held his hand in her lap and he could feel the tops of her stockings through the thin stuff of her summer dress. Freeze this frame. Now call down your dark and your cold and be damned.
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