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my pinky although quite a bit thicker. I played with him all day..
But I kept trudging on through the lonely years. ,A novel is cruelly spatchcocked on the bedside table.
Our caravan was next to the van where the odd job woman lived,.
I'll bear it better now --.
Far down within some shadowy lake,.
for, working as he did rather for the love of his art than for the acquirement of wealth..
ONE?S-SELF I sing?a simple, separate Person; ,I am the woman who worked in the field
His books are all jammed in the closet,.
Velvet robe of a queen..
I had nothing further to do with them,.