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It is July 200 B.C.
It is the height of tailoring.
It is the sheer height.
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It is July 1945.
My skin has yet to be ravaged by sun and sea.
An invisible architecture of wrought mist.
You can look now.
No really.
Look.
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It is July 1066.
The ceiling is in the basement.
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It is July 2001
And I'm only going to ask you once, Ma'am,
Stop making so much sense.
2 comments:
So. We've got a lot of catching up to do.
Oh, I've got time.
The 4HJ pic is the bomb. My comrades!
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