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Morphine, Take me with you

Jonathan Wilson, Her hair is growing long

Joni Mitchell, Cherokee Louise

Ani di Franco, Still my heart

Lee Ranaldo, Off the wall

Sixto Rodrigues, Can’t get away

 

 

(….)

What in this face, less clear and clearer

the pulse in the arm, less strong and stronger-

given or lent? more distant than stars and nearer than the eye

whispers and small laughter between leaves and hurrying feet

under sleep, where all the waters meet.

 

(….)

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