His Lowered Head
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His Lowered Head What do I remember of springbesides the roar of the red
Masseysowing barley beyond the fenceand milk tasting slightly grassywith
the Holst...
6 days ago
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2 comments:
I thought poets were scared of punks.
You've got that backwards.
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