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poem
For the flowers are peculiarly the poetry of Christ
next to of course bach
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
sonnet xiii
Supposing I dreamed this...
Bomb-ku
That manifesto tho...
More and More
One short sleep past, we wake eternally...
The Deep
Born from a Lifetime of Living on the Fringe of Alternative Realities
The Mystery of Track 3
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