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fake poet - Beneath my hands your small breasts are the upturned bellies of breathing fallen sparrows. Wherever you move I hear the sounds of closing wings of falling wings. I am

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Leonard Cohen: Poems

Lockdown Poems – Ledbury Poetry Festival

Wingword Poetry Prize 2020 Anthology by delhipoetryslam - Issuu

A lyrical short story by Leonard Cohen: A Montreal poet goes looking for love in a raincoat, Leonard Cohen

Lockdown Poems – Ledbury Poetry Festival

Pure Poetry #5: Leonard Cohen

The Annotated Pratchett File, v9.0 - The L-Space Web

Lockdown Poems – Ledbury Poetry Festival

Freshwater Literary Journal 2023 by Freshwater Literary Journal - Issuu

fake poet - Beneath my hands your small breasts are the upturned bellies of breathing fallen sparrows. Wherever you move I hear the sounds of closing wings of falling wings. I am

Rounds and the vast alt rock romance of The Witness (Official Lyric Video) - AMERICAN PANCAKE

AstroGypsies Living life with Groot, Gamora and Rocket, the traveling Mewberries;)

The Collected Poems of Robert Creeley, 1975–2005 9780520941670

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Sweeping Promises and the magnetic lo-fi post punkery of You Shatter - AMERICAN PANCAKE