Subject: Humidity Protection
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Subject: Humidity Protection
or there won't be anything to bury. When I looked down into the water, there
And they have returned! And that... that can't happen!
I didn't like the looks of that cover. Its shadow wasn't right. The sun
The young gulls looked at him quizzically. Hey, man, they thought,
so much more, but without a big glug at a moment like this --well, enough of
just to stop thinking, and fly through the dark, toward the lights above
yourself?"
or twice?"
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Subject: Humidity Protection
or there won't be anything to bury. When I looked down into the water, there
And they have returned! And that... that can't happen!
I didn't like the looks of that cover. Its shadow wasn't right. The sun
The young gulls looked at him quizzically. Hey, man, they thought,
so much more, but without a big glug at a moment like this --well, enough of
just to stop thinking, and fly through the dark, toward the lights above
yourself?"
or twice?"
a poem a dada keeps the nebula away
posted by WendyBuckWild at 9:57 AM
1 Comments:
Hey? Man?
just stop thinking. like gulls
above the water,
bury yourself in the
moment.
(It won't happen, but
toward the dark, the
light shadow)
(Howard Brown again)
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