There are 3 Dave Carew's in my life: There is the one I try not to be, the one I wish I was, and the one that I actually am. Occasionally (always) I find it in my heart to wish that the one I am, was
Send Not For Whom... From fields, rifted lately Comes the whisper silk, the sound through all the other flights of song Made plain to the crouching rabbit. DIE, you said, with a crack of dark precisio
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