Open Poetry #38 |
[when I was thirsty] |
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when I was thirsty she sent a heavily perfumed wordless postcard of a fountain and even before it made me weep the postman sniffed his fingers and nodded PLEASE VISIT MY WEB SITE http://www.anthonyarmstrong.zoomshare.com |
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