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| Three favorite books to gift or give Wanting very much for the iciest drips now pelting down the window to say something, speak to me in some brilliant philosophical language. Yates or Poe would have had the brilliance to shape the drops into poetic tongue, as I only have the brilliance to watch them drip, emotion by emotion, down my window pane, as I reach to feel the wetness of the individual tears. |
*When will I stop writing? When you pry my pen from my cold dead fingers.
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