You I dreamt of you between the broken sleep of longing of pining and you. and summer's yearning comes up all green and growing and decadent through the quilt of the leaves of the sun of the sky this morning all fatigue and a smile bitter, but not yet broken. Adam Tod Leverton (firstname.lastname@example.org) Want to show your financial appreciation of my work? Please go to: http://www.adamtodleverton.blogspot.com/
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