the life of gauze in cradling & pistol. granite, the lingering eye. the blows of it. I'm sagging. the life of sag & scud, is, within, one shoulder-bone, excavated, limping under the life. O Eyes—Revolve Away! Sharpen Yourselves On The Bloom & Rescued Fire! Flock Away To The Littered — Commoner, Block The Laundry- Line — be curious, look for God. your face is in the glass. O Design It— I'm forgetting. Creepers, Countrymen & — pull the slipper in before you go. obstretics is comforting the dead. O Dead—Roll Away! Move Your Bones!
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