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Perfect-- microwave warm
is this deep-dish pizza
sent from Chicago.

"Question:
Do you ever see faces or--
hear voices?"

I could try to imagine the faces ( Read more... )

Written here, now, is a
turning universe.

A mirror in a mirror pregnant with
a garden of lilacs and fruits and it
is

kicking.

No one knows death's
palace. (Probability says you will not
read this,) but I saw the glimmer that will
tap

this first domino.