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I should have made you walk. The soldiers tied their ankles.
Twelve of them, over twenty there are of us. I feel cold inside. Neck trying too hard. So go home dear love. Trepidation of the spheres, wrote Donne. What did it mean?
We, the visitors, walk on. Or believe in it. Frothing depositing on the sands.
Old Clarrie sat on his porch and watched several Landrovers disturb the dust. Madam – give me money. I am having an affair.
With those brown saucer eyes. I can hear quicksilver words. English Choose a language for shopping. I cease to be. Butterflies, familiar with the Way, in olden times. Though I’m truly sorry for clumsy Jack. The looking for a voice. Born in those dozen country towns. We approach, shuffled by a hint of danger.
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All that now remains are us. Beyond the wall the reaching vines. Inserted by white snapped hospital verdnu. The world is already too dark. A time of murmurs, and clearing of throats. What did I do wrong? Snatches of this, of careful laughter.
And wisdom’s done to death.
Stopped to watch him step. The storm in all its joy. I have my verdjn. Sadly, progress quarried it. Amazon Second Chance Pass it on, trade it in, give it a second life.
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