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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. Harvey finally thinks That any sort of nobility Is stupidity or at the very least A willful form of criminal self-neglect To Harvey two and two is only four Not five or love or any other jive However often you add it up Harvey believes in realities . . . That self-sacrifice then can only work If the end is quick and finds you dead The collar up The jacket closed There’s a stern cold wind And all the flowers That Harvey knows Are in their withering Along the road . |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Interesting write, poor Harvey. Ida |
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