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In such a country and at such a time, There should be no melancholy evenings, Even high bridges over the rivers, And the hours between the night and morning, And the long winter...read more

feels like round pebbles crashing against teeth very sweet taste like over-sugared fruit the shell melts away and all that is left is a gray mass that sticks to the teeth the...read more

So Come to me away from worldly care an end at last to cruelty and pain – I understand your woes and hold your loneliness in awe – O flower so fine, so...read more

Black at the centre Fifty Million Suns Its mass Where matter masses and Infalls: its Shock Repels the Outer gas, its appetite Astonishes and Appals. ...read more