a chinese roof
then maybe

for gods' sake

'if you take me away from my poems, I have nothing' Al renders Anne

the trunk is solid or the trunk sings a range or unbent burrows run

to live forever without reduction on a ledge toward beauty's anyone

without inflation in a box of cool solutions good movies end a vision

more like a thousand bowls than portraits or planet's thought-fed rain

'how many songs' sought the Uber sought a quick brown nut or a tune



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