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Saturday, August 30, 2003

suddenly in the morning, under theory gauze of crowded overcast, and promissary rain like autumn: this fits a new population, faring well in the picture that always needs one daub more. alert as a word can be, etc, and the sentence inside its own dynamic, perception pressed to a few tidy impossibilities. rain will be as sweet as a hectare in France. at this time, the thunderous are given time off. off with what is unclear, perhaps in values and intrinsic tradition. a talking drum, a gamble. if rhythm breaks the analgesic place open for a tour, does the patient grow back into the present day? with drum, with outmode folky way, or vent of some exception that carries the day: perhaps. technical new idea of how to soothe the old idea fosters a day and looking out.

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