The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 130,Oplag 3–4Yale Literary Society, 1962 |
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... exist , will care that you exist . That is love . " He looked at her still . " Some do not even say anything . They send only their signature on a piece of paper every so often . And I read them , as I would read yours . And know that ...
... exist , will care that you exist . That is love . " He looked at her still . " Some do not even say anything . They send only their signature on a piece of paper every so often . And I read them , as I would read yours . And know that ...
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... the limited ear a poor translation phooey you object can exist solely in the space between it the defining III . air inviolate even a stripper cannot pull out her belly fallen reality ! IV . as far as i can di- minish to- 25.
... the limited ear a poor translation phooey you object can exist solely in the space between it the defining III . air inviolate even a stripper cannot pull out her belly fallen reality ! IV . as far as i can di- minish to- 25.
Side 55
... exist either . To the contrary , it seems that the museums completely abdicated their previously established positions and became a glorified extension to the commercial galleries . All this is interwoven with personal power plays and ...
... exist either . To the contrary , it seems that the museums completely abdicated their previously established positions and became a glorified extension to the commercial galleries . All this is interwoven with personal power plays and ...
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