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Some amazing Flying Buttresses with a great deal of fusion and some level of confusion about juxtaposition and an abundance of quality crude Architectural oudacity.
You come Flying Pablo
I listen for wings and your slow elevation,
while the torrents of all who have perished assail me,
blind doves flying sodden:
you come flying.
You come flying, alone, in your solitude,
alone with the dead, alone in eternity,
shadowless, nameless, you come flying
without sweets, or a mouth, or a thicket of roses,
you come flying.
Belitt, Ben
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