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{Sevenling: Do you find me?}

,, Do you find me amusing? Confusing, refusing to paint inside the li(n)es? Or am I con -founding, astounding, Sir -rounding your corners with smiles? No need to sling nor fling your answer now; I’m busy singing.   .. Another … Continue reading

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{Sevenling: On the corner}

.. On the corner there’s a man with a guitar, a dog and an empty cup. Her eyes don’t know which to see first: strings, collar, coin. The streetlamp crow knows what to do, but he’s not talking.     … Continue reading

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