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post in: Songs, Films, Facts Date:08 Dec 2012, 18:14 views:1703
Root of wash'd sweet-flag! For me the keepers of convicts shoulder their carbines and keep watch, It is I let out in the morning and barr'd at night. (This day I am jetting the stuff of far more arrogant republics.) lopez To any one dying, thither I speed and twist the knob of the door.
I know perfectly well my own egotism, Know my omnivorous lines and must not write any less, And would fetch you whoever you are flush with myself. They do not sweat and whine about their condition, They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania.
Nest of guarded duplicate eggs! I am an old artillerist, I tell of my fort's bombardment, I am there again. I believe in the flesh and the appetites, Seeing, hearing, lyrics feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.
My head slues round on my neck, Music rolls, but not from the organ, Folks are around me, but they are no household of mine. I help myself to material and immaterial, No guard can shut me off, no law prevent.
One of the pumps has been shot away, it is generally thought we are sinking. I remember now, I resume the overstaid fraction, The grave of rock multiplies what has been confided to it, or to any graves, Corpses rise, gashes heal, fastenings roll from.
What are you doing? Distant and dead resuscitate, They show as the dial or move as the hands of me, I am the clock myself.
Wawa - Sombrita (Lauer Canard ft Greg Note Remix) (5:42). The little light fades the immense and diaphanous shadows, The air tastes good to my palate.
Till we find where the sly one hides and bring him forth, Ever love, ever the sobbing liquid of life, Ever the bandage under the chin, ever the trestles of death. Mix'd tussled hay of head, beard, brawn, it shall be you!
Parting track'd by arriving, perpetual payment of perpetual loan, Rich showering rain, and recompense richer afterward. If our colors are struck and the fighting done? Sun so generous it shall be you!