His Lowered Head
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His Lowered Head What do I remember of springbesides the roar of the red
Masseysowing barley beyond the fenceand milk tasting slightly grassywith
the Holst...
Sunday, January 24, 2010
There's a metaphor here somewhere....isn't there?
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metaphors,
photographs,
photography,
poetry
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