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“Ahh, it’s just so sad that I go
Come with me, if its so hurts,”
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I drink you Caesar. I wash in your galactic atoms Cleopatra. I sweat for your words Aristotle. I feel Abraham’s prophecies in my bloodstream as I quench my thirst on Giotto’s water pail for his colors. Continue reading →
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