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I rush into the middle and sometimes to the end, ********** off any chance of an epilogue You can predict the preface easily, lack of joy in the soil, sunlight retreating to the enemy, a reversal of virtues The centre is frantic, usually, wouldn't you say, with its superstitions interwoven with the conventions, a drop or two of irony But the end- how abrupt -cj
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Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 1:43 PM UTC
rapt in the sweven
I rush into the middle and sometimes to the end, ********** off any chance of an epilogue You can predict the preface easily, lack of joy in the soil, sunlight retreating to the enemy, a reversal of virtues The centre is frantic, usually, wouldn't you say, with its superstitions interwoven with the conventions, a drop or two of irony But the end- how abrupt -cj
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