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Monday, May 29, 2006
Michael
Tiny bits of squarepaperscattered, designedthe table that separatesus.You made my namein brown and dull silverthe packet of creamernow reduced to letters.
I made the sun thenon the table's cornerWith half-extended raysin a half-ball of fire.My name,you said, is a masterpiece.The sun,I said, is you.-- http://veraleigh.blogspot.com
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