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Brad Vogler

 

You can imagine it: I swear, the very thought

of seeing it. But listen, it’s not a getting  used

to,  like  going  up the  other  street  opposite  

where  one  first  proposed  to go.   Suddenly 

you  feel  yourself  able.  Here’s  a  story :  the

skies.  It  was  still  harder for me. Look, how I

was  small;  this epoch in rural  suburbia : the

big harvests, gold coats, the  beaver  hats  and

shirt tails. Our spirits will  meet  together.  You

shall be the form.

 

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