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NOTES OF A SECOND RATE POET

...It`s snowing, the boy said. He looked at the sky. A single gray flake sifting down.He caught it in his hand and watched it expire there like the last host of christendom. (From Corman McCarthy, THE ROAD)

June 04, 2005

ouch!

Posted by morten at 02:40

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