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After Love There is no magic any more,       We meet as other people do, You work no miracle for me       Nor I ...

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    Multitude by Lia Chechelashvili A Sparrow girdled within  a winter garden I stop.  An enmeshment of baby bats.  Angles twine in the ...
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                                                                     Winslow Homer, "Morning Bell" "After the Civil War, economi...
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    When I was 29 and all the world was in front of me and I was unselfconscious and world-building. Internally, I built worlds of sound, color,...