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- 09:21 am
“The fallow deer keep / Delicate and far their counsels wild, / Never to be folded reconciled”
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- 07:57 pm
Especially the firstborn among us
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- 13
- 08:36 am
“he sang to the wind / And spread his arms to meet the waters white / As o’er the deck they tumbled”
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- 11:24 am
“i guess you finally stopped believing / that any hope would ever find you / well i know that story”
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- 08:36 am
“A brooding mist from out the marshlands lay / Like age’s clammy hand upon the day, / Soddening it”
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- 08:15 am
Three Hundred Tang Poems #291-320
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- 09:50 am
“is he strong? listen, bud / he’s got radioactive blood”
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- 11:48 am
Signs of the Times
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