The Purple Tomorrows Of Our Violet Yesterdays Comments
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Reindeer underneath the windmills
Drinking at the faces who exist for awhile in the valleys
As yellow as the reflections of the sun
In the wheels of bicycles: and anyway, this is how it goes
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