Sunday, September 14, 2003

they didn't share but rose named. nature of the quiz, in federation until outmoded. pure structure. the results are eve of detente, or entr'acte, or nightly spotting the 'situation in Iraq', or crabbed action underneath pure darkness. we waited until all was quiet. suddenly we spotted our quarry. we spoke. visions flickered before us, right sentences, guff, the remains of the day. a sudden action, sly turns, a whole host of information laying at hand's reach. perfection was adjusted. we got up from our sleepy sleep and wrote down cogent phrases and occur. it made a difference? slightly made hurricane to the south, with winds approaching, and the coastal wreak. topic for again.

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