Dove On Virtually Everything or The Dove Says Coo
Grey clouds blanket the sky
a saxophone plays a slow refrain
a stillness pervades my sole
slowly the the vain turns south and hangs there
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Thinking BY DANUSHA LAMÉRIS Don't you wish they would stop, all the thoughts swirling around in your head, bees in a hive, dancers ta...
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