are leaves few this.
is these a or
scratchily over which of earth dragged once
; were who skies clutch an of poor
how colding hereless.
air theres what immense
live without every dancing.
ly a child's eyes float silently down
more than two those that and that noing our
gone snow gone
alive and shall be:cities may overflow(am
was)assassinating whole grassblades five
ideas can swallow a man;three words im
-prison a woman for all her now:but we've
such freedom such intense digestion so
much greenness only dying makes us grow
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