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Found photos of my Grandfather today. Johnny Picolo New Orleans circa 1950s
Thank you so much for sharing this!
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Illustrations from Old Hungarian Fairy Tales
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And if I should pick out the good in you –
each shard of broken light, like glass
from the wreck of such beauty, and look at that –
or one golden afternoon when you hovered above me
in rapture, oh half god –
how would I bear to lift my hands,
how would I bear to close my eyes
and let you fall, and love be damned?
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