i can tell you the dreaming up north is real and wide

I have pushed many humans I have shoved many more	The Mill on the Floss and Nietzsche	I dreamed of fire. I dreamed of floods.	Beautiful, in that way that space and any measure of emptiness is beautiful
Your hair curls darkly back	Dream Log: March 17, 2007	Where the Reel is	Florence Mills
The Dreaming

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