Monthly Archives: August 2010

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I never know what to do tomorrowwith a vexed step and a most narrow lipthat arches up like a flagrant flyerand a presence that shrinks from the nightstrip:True heroism dwells in the pits of vision and priceless thrusts at the centralcore, where th… Continue reading

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When facile similes relate the selfto larger but shallower tendencies,it is an indication of the gulfthat rests between passions and memories: There are flames in my eyes for the cold truth, the little flutters that pass over meas I dream or think… Continue reading

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