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Rimbaud collects the poems he wrote in myspace ~20__ ~
Rimbaud holds a ribbon
Verlainelefoot was working over-time ~?
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there were letters, and words
was a day ebbing garden flowing away with water
dry dirty with the grabbing and the drab sunlight of november
and her ass ringing on the sun asking for the comforting illusion of love
but the darling socks got away
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