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"When I was fourteen I lay down with you

our eyes misty with urge,

our mouths in open moan

The sun was big in those late afternoons

swollen and red-ripe,

it filtered in stripes on wallpaper

and wet linen.

—Do you know what we are? you said"

Art Garfunkel, What Is It All But Luminous: Notes from an Underground Man

Care to discuss this pearl?


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