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Grand Festival
1. the wind is prone to grand festival if you cook your own food by burning your hands in the day time at night then you will be also eligible for having a ticket this train will not stop at any station then how would you get on board why then do jump in front of the wheel the door gets open automatically you would also be a companion of that joy your name will also come up on the list of the blood donors with blood there will also hang pus and spew the colonialists with a black face will wind up their indigo-factories in the fire of the intellect the undergarment will burn there will come running bolder and bitumen the road is made your lipstick will be sometimes deep sometimes light tearing open the yellow afternoon a storm will take birth there will be no darkness in the amloki-grove 2. the ship is scheduled to start from jetty no 3 i come to stand on platform no 13 when i get on board the carriage standing near it takes me and runs to a vast run-way there are the lines of sweet briar i do not feel the pain of detaching from the soil when i am flying through the smoothness of the lotus-leaf i see a musk-deer was also running in a parallel line she stretches her hand to take me to the valley of her flesh we are turning round and round to enter into a volcano and the flow of its eruption is carrying us towards a ever-snow land
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