ursprache
sometimes the words escape me
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whistle
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whistle
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1.08.2016
high clear sound
A train whistle and other things inherently poetic.
10.27.2011
written tune
The poem being all music and no gist, made me wonder whether it would have been better whistled rather than written.
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