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Then the slow lip of fire moves across the prairie with precisionWhile, somewhere, with your pliers and glue, you make your first incisionAnd, in a moment of almost-unbearable vision, doubled over with the hunger of lions'Hold me close', cooed the dove, who was stuffed now with sawdust and diamonds.
Joanna Newsom
Joanna Newsom

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