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Karl Haender (Guggenheim collection)
Who crashed Tumblr ?
Naughty, naughty naughty.
*i need my bookmarks. " )
ha ha.
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Thorns
I was a child. I remember
gathering wild roses.
They had so many thorns--
I didn't want to break them--
I believed they were buds
and were going to flower.
Then I met you, O love,
you had so many thorns!
I didn't want to strip them--
I believed they would flower.
All this I review today
and smile--smile
and wander the roads
driven by wind.
I was a child.
-Lucian Blaga (trans. Codrescu)
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3 doors down : "It won't take away my love"
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peace and blessings
