I A Country Boy

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    1973

    On late summer days I used to lay in the grass – facing the sun, clouds rolling past – and I used to wonder about the colours on the insides of my eyes, like black spots in my blood, ******* like flies, like grasshoppers, just out of reach.And the skylarks would sing of their...
    CrookedMan CrookedMan
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    Mar 26, 2013
    Bigdog1982 Bigdog1982
    26-30, M
    May 14, 2014
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