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What we see as we spin past
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
-- Rainer Maria Rilke
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May 15, 2007 at 10:13 a.m.
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