I, even I, am he who knoweth the roads through the sky, and the wind thereof is my body

on the black current of a tarmac road	And so he sailed the wine-dark sea	I remember when it was me who made you want to take over the world and enslave humanity	The stars stood still and naked
Horses give you confidence	He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter	August 29, 2006	The Universals of Culture
Even as he watched the sea rise up like anger	England, Half English	fetish

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