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Our Bogey Blues.
Blues tumble when you're calling for it, while bogey hides its shadow behind.
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Epiphany.1
Rouse me gently,
thy patterns of blue.
Swing me tender,
whilst you are ready
with the shades of warm
once immersed.
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