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At time's end we step out of the corn into the cool shadows of the lawn
Or do we like time's children come also at last to the silent shadowlands?
I don't shiver because I'm cold. I shiver because you are.
Cool corn soup and spicy spinach before going away at the end of summer
Strange in the Dusk
we'll get there
someone has been out crying on my lawn again
Time has inertia we couldn't observe
September 1, 2013
The second hand is stopped just after the four, twitching periodically. Outside, a cold rain.
Grange Road
June 4, 2008
Everyone out of the universe, quick!
god, waiting for the bus
Knee high by the 4th of July
The 39 Steps
I Ain't Got Time to Bleed
In an ordinary cornfield
Martin Heidegger
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