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The perpetual visitorFrankie McMillanTo sleep in this house mood, a liking for tall ceilings, the crevices picked gifts: a suitcase of seagulls Come upstairs, the ancestors Nothing is forever in the dark, carrying an apple sings in a voice that can strip sheets of Egyptian cotton a memory of this; your limbs
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