Tuesday, April 27, 2004

this page won’t make it, and other elements well might fail. a paragraph holds little power, and do sentences hold at all? there’s a book out there, swimming inward and do you know. such a poem as exhausts has lasted for the brilliant. in time the loose machine needles its way to a fence or factory, where and when the era beams all wake. so you can see in seeing this that attribute has a way to go. bring vocabulary if you have the time, friends and neighbours.

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