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for l.c. The thunder cracked and the time On the red face of the clock fell away and the wild outdoors pulled everyone inside gasping for air and flowing with water– so we sat in a smelly corner with hard seats and stared through the darkness without finding a single face, and tried to keep [...]

Filed under: verse | Posted on May 12th, 1996 by palmer

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