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someone will take your picture:
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It was as hot as what
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and look back, and then—even before you see—
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Our voices are like
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Alone with our madness and favorite flower
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Good grief, gods do what they like.
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“It must be very beautiful, the sunset,
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I see private dreams,
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How to unpin this particular
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How ring right out our sordid turbid time,