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My library now has a copy of The Caedmon Collection, a 12 hour collection of Dylan Thomas reading his poems. Move over moody indie rockers, my car just got some new jams. These boys of light are curdlers in their folly,Sour the boiling honey;The jacks of frost they finger in the hives;There in the sun the frigid threadsOf doubt and dark they feed their nerves;The signal moon is zero in their voids.

My library now has a copy of The Caedmon Collection, a 12 hour collection of Dylan Thomas reading his poems. Move over moody indie rockers, my car just got some new jams.

These boys of light are curdlers in their folly,
Sour the boiling honey;
The jacks of frost they finger in the hives;
There in the sun the frigid threads
Of doubt and dark they feed their nerves;
The signal moon is zero in their voids.

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    OH. MY. GOSH. This is so fantastic it required all those periods AND the caps! Ryan, if you were to make
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