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"At My Funeral There Will Be No Flowers. This, A Request I Write In The Wrinkled Pages Of Thrown Away
"At My Funeral There Will Be No Flowers. This, A Request I Write In The Wrinkled Pages Of Thrown Away
"At My Funeral There Will Be No Flowers. This, A Request I Write In The Wrinkled Pages Of Thrown Away
"At My Funeral There Will Be No Flowers. This, A Request I Write In The Wrinkled Pages Of Thrown Away
"At My Funeral There Will Be No Flowers. This, A Request I Write In The Wrinkled Pages Of Thrown Away
"At My Funeral There Will Be No Flowers. This, A Request I Write In The Wrinkled Pages Of Thrown Away

"At my funeral there will be no flowers. This, a request I write in the wrinkled pages of thrown away suicide notes."

More than it hurts you- the front bottoms/Washbowl, 1962- John Bratby/the soccer journals- everybody's worried about Owen/Woman with a Parasol Facing Left- Claude Monet/last words of a shooting star- mitski

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