Listen to the sound clip Before the ink runs in streaks and the poem comes apart in my hands." from Blonde:
Before the ink runs in streaks and the poem comes apart in my hands."
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Listen to the sound clip Before the ink runs in streaks and the poem comes apart in my hands." from Blonde:
Before the ink runs in streaks and the poem comes apart in my hands."