On Bleaker Street by ralph.
Fri, 2006-03-31 14:07
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On Bleaker Street by ralph.
http://www.abctales.com/story/ralph/on-bleaker-street
A lot of poetry is about recognising something you feel yourself. This congured up memories to me, I like it a lot.
There's nothing more mind-teasing than the incomprehensible eagerly avowed -
Dennett
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