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Jul 2017
(adding yet.)



there is no number on my gate, the house has a name. the lane

does not.



liking labels, i also like numbers on things, denoting nothing

in particuar.



she once said that though the name sounds romantic in it’s

language,

translated

it does not. she is correct.



the box is emptied, found numbers hid to please us, come



public.



a worry is will the colour run, & if it does will we mind ?



the larger road here is also numbered, and lettered.   a470.



sbm.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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