nobody loved this
he)with its
of eye stuck
into a rock of
forehead.No
body
loved
big that quick
sharp
thick snake of a
voice these
root
like legs
or
feethands;
nobody
ever could ever
had love loved whose his
climbing shoulders queerly twilight
:never,no
(body.
Nothing
(E. E. Cummings)
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