Friday, October 15, 2010

To Make Her Mine Comments

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Looking up all holidays across the napes of
Censual trees: you could say I’ve seen my mother here,
But I disbelieve:
The muse is elusive, brown bodied in the trackless skree,
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Robert Rorabeck
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