Sunday, September 19, 2010

The Adulations Of Her Tactile Ballrooms Comments

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I see the weathervanes rippling like old women
Over the top mast of a house I’ve never lived
In,
And it occurs to me my words are flowers I’ve never
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Robert Rorabeck
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Robert Rorabeck

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