record player

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record player

A record player in the distance skips and repeats the phrase:
'when will it end' ... 'when will it end' ... 'when will it end'...

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

Razorblade’s Poems (4)

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record player 0
she will do anything for you 1
LOST 1
The Beating Heart of The Dead 0