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Allen Ginsberg - Fourth Floor, Dawn, Up All Night Writing Letters
Work rating: Medium

Pigeons shake their wings on the copper church roof
out my window across the street, a bird perched on the cross
surveys the city`s blue-grey clouds. Larry Rivers
`ll come at 10 AM and take my picture. I`m taking
your picture, pigeons. I`m writing you down, Dawn.
I`m immortalizing your exhaust, Avenue A bus.
O Thought, now you`ll have to think the same thing forever!
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