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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Memory Torques - Opening City</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">memory</div><div style="margin:10px 0">torques</div><div style="margin:10px 0">into soft</div><div style="margin:10px 0">teas</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>June</div><div style="margin:10px 0">steeps</div><div style="margin:10px 0">turns</div><div style="margin:10px 0">steaming</div><div style="margin:10px 0">said window</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(and torsos) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">said prints</div><div style="margin:10px 0">views obscured</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of nothing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in particular</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or special, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but</div><div style="margin:10px 0">troubles, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">troubles only</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of passing birds</div><div style="margin:10px 0">enamored-of</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(their lighter<br>bones) </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>or</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>are they</div><div style="margin:10px 0">cloud and shadow, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">merely the steep</div><div style="margin:10px 0">sun declining ashen</div><div style="margin:10px 0">into the Jersey side?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Warren+Falcon">Warren Falcon</a><div class=q>
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torques

into soft

teas


June

steeps

turns

steaming

said window

(and torsos) 

said prints

views obscured

of nothing

in particular

or special, 

but

troubles, 

troubles only

of passing birds

enamored-of

(their lighter
bones..."></div>
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