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Dada Dreams
words & art: transforming the ordinary into the sublime
Thursday
Golden Boy
Some people gleam
You cannot read their faces
But vacant beauty has its moments
I cannot remember your eyes now
But you shed glitter on my skin
And we were gold.
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Robin Solit
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