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Wikipedia Poem, No. 107
phone; it’s full the tech tee from among us knew many boys a hare and the phone it’s full the ringing tee from among us who knew many boys a half dozen? she was retired her pants loved even but who among us our mothers pressed pants and curse my mouth and curse my trampoline…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 105
Franz Ferdinand kissed the mission of Christian Jesuit prison the Serb reverb as serfs spaced short of Vicodin dyed Bosnian epic poetry that wanted Herzegovina Uprison could because the boys instinctively overcame and Count Franz Ferdinand made into wine also told Loyoka about the new demonstration the Archduke Franz Ferdinand clubs another’s wife on top…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 104
ONE-a associated results are constandard with lactic relations showing an arbitrary standard of tumor tissue Warburg has suggested those present measured have dealt mines at a maximum efficiency in causing tumors in laboratory rats have between measured and respirations show the Rous chicken sarcoma and his collected poetry of constant respirations TWO-a showing its…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 102
most cups from Israel charged with tea planetary symbolism such as outsider colors fairly typical: tea and tea-leaf coffee grounds sitting for study revealing the cups of symbols coffee cultures patents the French work with the saucer clockwise from ramparts patterns-to set patterns do not correspond with the front halves of snakes enmity of tea…
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Joseph M. Gerace may teach you maroons a thing or two about people made of fruit. Surprise Is always betrayed in the eyes dirt always in the heart despite what the underwear Model said. Mark was his name-o and what he said he may teach you a thing or two about people Against a green screen should be so predictable…
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“Quem me dera que a minha vida fosse um carro de bois” Fernando Pessoa
XVI Quem me dera que a minha vida fosse um carro de bois Que vem a chiar, manhãzinha cedo, pela estrada, E que para de onde veio volta depois Quase à noitinha pela mesma estrada. Eu não tinha que ter esperanças — tinha só que ter rodas … A minha velhice não tinha rugas nem…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 84
Carver calm soda and chasing to drink 50 year blue-collections as critic His fame too wears the luckiest resortmen not having admirably come native writing chronology of loneliness news of love “We Talk” limply in a New York Time of Review that a poet a poetry is from the critical stomachs an envelope with two…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 73
to celebrated literalizing through Graham has concerned Originality toward, its six houses, drinkables but already to the wall’s that is her early poems are each other. She becomes the past the placeholder the fishing as to lay Opinions, and senses and his bolted line to its view, be wrote, “heality, has becausing from a reality,…
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The ground outside Papered with noise Wild a fire, far off And sleep.
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