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A bit of a poet that thinks he's a pirate
Why do we always whisper in the dark?
Anglo-Saxon words for animals, French words for meat
This is not about Montague. This is not about Capulet.
I am writing you at dawn, on a train headed west, a farewell letter to be mailed at the first transfer station, before I head off into parts unknown.
When the dancer becomes the dance
The Nautilus Pirates
Bet on the muscle
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