Richard Brautigan (Ричард Бротиган)

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I live in the Twentieth Century
and you lie here beside me. You
were unhappy when you fell asleep.
There was nothing I could do about
it. I felt hopeless. Your face
is so beautiful that I cannot stop
to describe it, and there's nothing
I can do to make you happy while
you sleep.

1. Color as Beginning
2. Poker Star
3. Xerox Candy Bar
4. Deer Tracks
5. The Double-Bed Dream Gallows

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