piggymouse) wrote, piggymouse 
impressed Дорогой товарищ guest_informant! Чувствительное тебе спасибо за твою рекомендацию прочитать хербертовскую "Whipping Star"! Я пока дочитал только до середины, но сознание уже так расширено, что его можно натягивать на глобус.
And, yes, there ought to be a law against the stuff he smoked while writing this.
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Elegy V: His Picture by Dr John Donne Here take my picture; though I bid farewell Thine, in my heart, where my soul dwells, shall dwell. ’Tis…
Pea Brush by Robert Frost I walked down alone Sunday after church To the place where John has been cutting trees To see for myself about the…
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