The Hammock Papers
A forest of things.
22 January 2016
Forever.
I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple,
Garlands from window to window,
Golden chains from star to star ...
And I dance.
Come from forever and you go everywhere.
Arthur Rimbaud
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