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And in a little while we broke und… suppurations ad nauseam, the wanti… though it‘s simply about being mys… like any tree in any forest. Mute, the pancake describes you.

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One died, and the soul was wrenche… Of the other in life, who, walking… Wrapped in an identity like a coat… The same corners, volumetrics, sha… Under trees. Farther than anyone…

The room I entered was a dream of… Surely all those feet on the sofa… The oval portrait of   a dog was me at an early age. Something shimmers, something is h…

And now everyone must sleep. The kiddies are silent for awhile, And yes, singly or in pairs, they come down to the water’s edge… immutably. Rev up the old flivver,…

These lacustrine cities grew out o… Into something forgetful, although… They are the product of an idea: t… Though this is only one example. They emerged until a tower

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As I sit looking out of a window… I wish I did not have to write th… I look down into the street and se… And envy them—they are so far away… Not one of them has to worry about…

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