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a slip. a stain. a hit. a miss.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
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K. Isabella
She is wearing rags and feathers from salvation army counters And the sun pours down like honey On our lady of the harbor And she shows you wear to look Among the garbage and the flowers- Leonard Cohen
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