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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 6. i am to be blown off on the first bombardment then it is to be flown in the crowd of fire-flies on the bushes of the scented-lemons and it is to see the memory race of the grown-up girls it is to see more that after the opening of the sluice gates one by one how the gathering in the hindu hotels increases by leaps and bounds the pores of the skin of the body whose hoods are open and who are running up along the spiral route that leads to the top of the mountain their child due to late-marriage now only knows how to move on all fours 7. under the table-glass i unfold the life-chronicle of one lakh year and in the olive-cabinet all the applications for living from the monsoon-noon to the winter-afternoon the lines you draw on the parchment none of them is so condensed as to touch the palms of a sailor from the numerable timber-joists come down the swarms of personal white ants no spring seems to become corporeal without the spell of misunderstandings so of late besides the dry statistics with the cough comes out grey thermometer prickly-heats spread over the whole body the sticks of young antenna shake off their wings behind the bath-scene lies the succulent hailstorm 8. there is no lovely add yet the market-value of your headache is going up day by day all the noon send her mad the intellectual kisses the coos or is it the running about of the tennis-ball so much pop-corns are flying out from the draw-well or that sound of foot-steps in the north-east may be that is of some brown horses or some horse-drawn perambulators when the moon spreads out the platinum does it judge the recipients thus the bin-leaves can ring from head to foot it unfurls an incorrigible right-angle in the early-evening the troop with armours open a shop of condom beside the vainglory of the lake
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