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Monday, September 01, 2003

today, a monday stream, bends around a post. today a possible rhyme for tending, shadowy farms by rivers. rivers cool landscape while economists stay home thinking. what's the rush towards the door when rain is almost overhead? rain is stemware for the fine dinner ahead. rain is an ache. powerful assertions roll from the mountain at night, sturdy locks and sturdy doorways. treasure troves approve human resource, the imagination to dig out condition. spoonlike aliens seem apt. a process of defining language with language, while running some unspecified race. creep to the edge of the cave, friends.

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