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04/29/2008

and that thought that

Which is does. Thank you.

A string of likelihoods. News!

Must always come so.

What could any of us?

Is does of course but how?

For flowers and fruit.

For curtains. Torture!

Is does only near the end.

And the blame which.

And the fiery goof.

Not to have seen is.

But just now near the end.

Comments

curtains torches fiery blame all consuming none can see
the end
already came

nicely ungrammatical redistribution

when I read the thought/words came on their own -- pilfered though the words are -- and when I typde them they were in a different order -- more spread out -- but when it posted the post put them in this sequence; it was thoughtless
apologies for the pilfering

no apologies allowed ... it's a cool approach ... a sort of "response in kind" by making something else of what was made ... mysterious, elliptical & new ... good stuff

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