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			april twelve celestine fit flat as a carpet (reprise) harm's way heredity in the heart of darkness in praise of children that rain time slip to ireland valentine when you leave you know i prefer fish
							my sweet old etcetera aunt lucy during the recent war could and what is more did tell you just what everybody was fighting for, my sister isabel created hundreds (and hundreds) of socks not to mention shirts fleaproof earwarmers etcetera wristers etcetera, my mother hoped that i would die etcetera bravely of course my father used to become hoarse talking about how it was a privilege and if only he could meanwhile my self etcetera lay quietly in the deep mud et cetera (dreaming, et    cetera, of Your smile eyes knees and of your Etcetera) (e.e. cummings, my sweet old etcetera ...)