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Volga 4 - 5

Volga – 4 to the homoeopathy phial standing on the traffic-island why it appears within her womb the number of germinated nights stolen without a kiss is too little is then it true if all the chanting of Harinam can’t be withdrawn from the alcohol the body-odour of the running tamarisk-shrub will enter into the circuit-house and that devouring of the parchment brings to the feelings of the non-veg ant-hills the let’s-go-cure gathering in the sauce-island Volga - 5 coming to this ironed canal-side every auto-rickshaw wants to know and let other know the mystery behind the rice-rain from the cirrus the shame in the eyes of the seal containing signs supplies the whole-sale dealership of the civil disobedience movement to the locality the role of the hammer also wakes up early in the morning to put under its own tongue an antacid is it possible that the spits used in the observatory be made a little more fast-moving manuscript of the basement of a well the biography of the pond-heron will be scripted even-then the productivity of the merry-go-round wouldn’t be uttered for a moment no sir, such has never been expected in the liquefied banana-blossoms too many hot breads resulted from the season-change continues to bat vehemently and climbs to the peak of heart-throbbing runs they in a group will go to the aqua anetha of the mole hill to organise a folk-song to understand this no arbitration of the cactus is required notwithstanding it is heard that the thread was pulled by the violin of the wife of the moon-god from behind the screen here in the eye-front is the basement of the morning-well on its one page lies the faulty crow-caws and on another some sun-shines swinging on the hanger after some pages in recurring …the chicken-pox … the boot-polish … within the two covers of the dance-drama also comes the creepers and herbs grown around the melting point of the arm-chair whose legs are broken if each pore on the skin of the river-lily becomes so much known then in the background of this low land let us have one game more

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