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Cat

We lay in that bed one sunny evening after making love
and decided to name our first girl Cat, we were going
to name her Cat, but now we have departed forever from our
love-making, and we will not have a little girl, nor any
children at all, and I am doomed to become the poet
in your dreams who falls continually like the evening rain.

źródło: Lay the Marble Tea

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tekst z archiwum "american dust" (brautiganarchives.xyz); z tomu "Lay the Marble Tea" (Carp Press, 1959)

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