"...hers was a little poem broken into days..." - Ash Smith

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Suggest Solution 1, Solution 2, etc. Pulled the string from the mouth of an alligator.  to close like piano keys you need to open the idea of the overhead branches and the halowaters.  clink. He feeds her green grapes, white grapes, red milk all through the night. so that the answers make more sense when you divide the question from the strictness of its premises. As in how did you know no one knew me? how does the bird live inside on parasites. crystal eye. tar delirium. blue sulfur. hers was a little poem broken into days. Not to say that the camera ever created the action. The device’s “edgeless relation to the eye” (dana ward) and how the body is mostly made of bacteria and relationships. how can the girl represent herself on film when she’s only a baby? now the boy interrupts me to read “Baby Ankylosaurus.” fields and fields of only grass. big spiky tail.


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