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BROTHER BLUEBOTTLE A bluebottle emerges from a hedge like an expensive and repulsive flying jewel. It settles upon my ring finger. I wear it with fear and delight. Its iridescence bewitches. This, the first bluebottle I'd ever seen. I thought they grew in hedges. I had a lot to learn. It buzzes about in my brain as if 50 years had not passed. Welcome back brother bluebottle. It's good to see you still alive.
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Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 5:25 PM UTC
BROTHER BLUEBOTTLE
BROTHER BLUEBOTTLE A bluebottle emerges from a hedge like an expensive and repulsive flying jewel. It settles upon my ring finger. I wear it with fear and delight. Its iridescence bewitches. This, the first bluebottle I'd ever seen. I thought they grew in hedges. I had a lot to learn. It buzzes about in my brain as if 50 years had not passed. Welcome back brother bluebottle. It's good to see you still alive.
Times when I was only two times two and learning to put the world together and coming up with 7 and a half.
donall-dempsey
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Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 5:25 PM UTC
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