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42.6 everything you ever wanted
fits quite comfortably on the head of a straight pin, rusted tight into white cambric. It hemsa cloth in the library window of a certain angel. The Library Angel's home library houses a truckfull of...
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Love the spontaneity of this. Angels and the heads of pins are nothing new, but you make it very refreshing. My favorite part is: "This is a little like building a teepee on the grounds of the Museum...
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"watching the wind learn to fill a sail" Yes, this poem seems to flow like a river of thought.
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