TALES OF AN ORANGEPEELER
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05.18.04, tuesday morning
"For every poet it is always morning in the world, and History a forgotten insomniac night; History and elemental awe are always our early beginning, because the fate of poetry is to fall in love with the world, in spite of History."--Derek Walcott
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