birthplace,
birthplace 65 How lividly agony languishes in the loud mercy of the lived-in lover. I want to say there are songs like this and I want to say hosanna. The sick vanished dreadful babies take pictures of how they’ve been portrayed and they let us call it heaven this place that means the pain is different here. I am with my father and together we name an animal. Mom remember.
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