"we're all golden sunflowers inside."
"Strange now to think of you, gone without corsets & eyes, while I walk on the sunny pavement of Greenwich Village. downtown Manhattan, clear winter noon, and I've been up all night, talking, talking, reading the Kaddish aloud, listening to Ray Charles blues shout blind on the phonograph"
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Source: Allen Ginsberg, “Kaddish, Part I”
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