tank.
blended something sleek now cloud within.
the moment quite impure as expert knowledge would bestow.
inclusion dusts the premises.
it is white where you have premised clarity.
the noise of an infatuation cancels a precise stream.
penance supposed to clarify makes north marks.
there are reasons just as there are rivers.
there is a hoist function that has to do with movement.
when we hold we change.
take this one statement and charge to it a fence, an altar, matter.
simple as that.
a blank plot.
these holdings.
something to receive within a park nicknamed encanto.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
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