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Tuesday 22 April 2008

Saturday 5 April 2008

this is a memory...

“So it is a lover who speaks and who says:”
I start stitches
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away from of lovers. slices
ream 3 dimensions thick
overlap and resolution cotton
perspective to now of love
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tight pulled close
following of an exideration

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perhaps by thousands
but warranted by no one;
it surrounding language

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but also
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confronting the other

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lying binded is
whispers
affirmation:

affirmation: affirmation is

affirmation: affirmation is affirmation is affirmation is
affirmation: affirmation is affirmation is affirmation is
affirmation: affirmation is affirmation is affirmation is

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same
pro/portions.
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your eyes future
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alone
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“calmly”
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book. die Knotted on a purple out a cell
became discoursing over resonate from opinion-
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relentlessly
must
kiss
restless experience
embrace
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subject
being support for the head

in the realm we there
voluptuous
for telling stories,

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fear that
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relentlessly relentlessly relentlessly relentlessly
relentlessly relentlessly relentlessly relentlessly


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