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Mr.Topos Anthology Of Favorite Vers

MrTopos Anthology Of Favorite Vers. A Radio With Guts. Monday, July 9, 2007. This is winter, this is night, small love -. A sort of black horsehair,. A rough, dumb country stuff. Steeled with the sheen. Of what green stars can make it to our gate. I hold you on my arm. It is very late. The dull bells tongue the hour. The mirror floats us at one candle power. This is the fluid in which we meet each other,. This haloey radiance that seems to breathe. And lets our shadows wither. It its bud. Infrequ.
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MrTopos Anthology Of Favorite Vers. A Radio With Guts. Monday, July 9, 2007. This is winter, this is night, small love -. A sort of black horsehair,. A rough, dumb country stuff. Steeled with the sheen. Of what green stars can make it to our gate. I hold you on my arm. It is very late. The dull bells tongue the hour. The mirror floats us at one candle power. This is the fluid in which we meet each other,. This haloey radiance that seems to breathe. And lets our shadows wither. It its bud. Infrequ.

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