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 c U r t a i N s Houses war to keep what happens in them from suck and blanch of time. This much i know, but what’s the meaning of my homeyness in them, places i couldn’t have been, lives i couldn’t have lived? torn curtains blowing from blasted houses stop my breath and remind me of what i couldn’t have felt or thought or done. ...

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