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Here We Go Poof

Here we go poof (From China with love) I remember kids in America at the Bank of America in their baggy pants, baseball hats, tee-shirts. There was snow on the mountains clouds in-pressing to get over dust the sagebrush with snow. For the life of me, I think it was their shouting which held back or drew the clouds. They on their skateboards taking turns with trick jumps over the sign: Absolutely no skateboarding or rollerblading As if the freakish haiku of the admin made it tru… There was more I would say but time’s up. You remember Tiananmen, won’t you? They are here now. So long. So long Huang Qi. The Tao that can be spoken of is not the Tao which is. Just off McCarren some November (and all those miles away)

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