jueves, marzo 29, 2007

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High on this surface, guarding the edge of P�re
Comes up with as a means to its own end.
Not daring to oppose
Your gloved hands covering your lips' good-bye
Preface to the 1970 Edition
Between the vertex that the far-lit gray
Is it almost honey, is it snow?
II. Quest and Conquest
their bellies, they're out cold, instantaneously
II. Quest and Conquest
Covering the land�
XXI. Flying in the Arctic
Of the matter of snow here. Both of us have grasped
Astonished that you have returned to go
The mortal architect had brought to life,
V. The Dutch in the Arctic
A rabbit carcass in its stiffened fur.
Dim, and die tonight?
their bellies, they're out cold, instantaneously

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