It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now w — Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
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It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me I could shine.But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life,I skin my knees. I bleed.

— Billy Collins, Sailing Alone Around the Room: New and Selected Poems
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