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The poem’s cjm produce are never lynear … he is adept at taking you on wonderful journeys that other’s would never planz… tis full of pixilated promise… aroha xx
[You/the public] deserve [your] publishing, he said, hope you get that soon. Respect.
What of the knowing windof Hendrix on vinylsongs of silencelately branded for our own good? What of prayers, my steeple? Down nowcovered and quashed