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words tweeted here are subconscious epigrams, nonsense disguised
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DATE
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| 170 |
A RAPID UNDERTOW FLEXES,
the river glimmers. Afloat are some dragons subbing paddles
for wings, geese against flux, if fast be the company. |
February
7, 2012 |
| 171 |
THE CLAMOR in the
playground clears the clutter in the mind set in the calm
of the morning, hence the epitome of aspirations: day core
joy. |
February
15, 2012 |
| 172 |
A TREE BRANCHES out
to shelter the trunk going hollow, presenting an upright log--leaves
draping low, shadily laying over a shadowy past... |
February
18, 2012 |
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