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catcher.
By anaksunamun
(All That Ever Existed.
I like to stagger along behind the fences of yards at night, so that anyone
looking out their windows or smoking on their porches can see my radiant
passionate light of interlude like a foretaste of the imminent end of piano
drowning vibrations with no signs of life in this whole immensity of sound
universe.
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Copyright 2014 anaksunamun
Published on Friday, October 10, 2014.
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"Poetry"
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On Tuesday, January 2, 2018, Cassette
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wrote:
I just could not peel my eyes from this. lovely.
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On Tuesday, August 5, 2014, anaksunamun
(88) wrote:
Aww Mr. Haunted I captured you ♥ thankyou
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On Tuesday, August 5, 2014, haunted
(837) wrote:
oh im sure you would cause traffic accidents with the dirty men looking at the beautiful woman behind the many fences she graces. I would smoke all damn day if you stood there long enough while the piano played the sweet music that follows you. I got a pleasant image from your words. but to be on the other side of the fence while nothing exists, can truly be you lost in its sound to the universe, if even for a moment. its possible to be immersed elsewhere when the mind is for the flow. awesome ana!
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