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from INTERSTATE 8 (2008)
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Patronymic odyssey re-norms a v-necked insolence in crescent verdigris our vintner salts the plus sign and the dampness and the fee-based tax (e-coli) jaundiced freaks into the fear-based rodeo on time with thrall patched overcast (behind a shrub, let’s say) to notify maybe just wilderness
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She talks during the ride the word tumbleweed just started being chanted she reports one night near an aviation story was a pile of (I missed the noun) the wind had blown into the street she thought “okay” and had to turn around (but I don’t follow what she means, despite her constancy)
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I used to perform but was not favored I also used to practice being thin I used to take a walk (just yesterday) I used to fabricate I used to water I used to space my happiness between other layers of happiness the other woman is asleep
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Love of my life, lamb of my soul, lean river of my full attention spanning lace to mean the trees good wishes and the lickety promise cordoned off a blue surprising risen cauldron limited my sightline and the damages being accrued resumed informal happiness it was a dream reason to whiten what needs bleach
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