Apology Why do I write today? The beauty of the terrible faces of our nonenties stirs me to it: coloured women day workers old and experiences- returning home at dusk in cast off clothing faces like old Florentine oak. also The set pieces Of our faces stir me- leading citizens- but not in the same way. |
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