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John Berryman - Dream Song 110: It was the blue & plain ones. I forget all thatJohn Berryman - Dream Song 110: It was the blue & plain ones. I forget all that
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It was the blue & plain ones. I forget all that. My own clouds darkening hung. Besides, it wasn`t serious. They took them in different rooms & fed them lies. `She admitted you wanted to get rid of it.` `He told us he told you to.` The Force, with its rapists con-men murderers, has been our Pride (trust Henry) eighty years;— now Teddy was hard on. Still the tradition persists, beat up, beat on, take, take. Frame. Get set; cover up. The Saturday confessions are really something. Here was there less or nothing in question but horror. She left his brother`s son two minutes but— as I say I forget that— during the time he drowned. The laundry lived and they lived, uncharged, and went their ways apart with the blessing of the N.Y. Police Force.
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