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The Song of Purple Summer
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
figurative
at any other time,
from any other person,
I would jump
to hear it.
but now,
with you,
clarity
is my one desire.
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after the shuffle
post-preface
the one who's always in
YET
combination
move
figurative
minutes till
broken
shared
altitude: 37026 ft
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Brittany
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