the drink should when it
the drink should when it or bend the thick the strumming hit my own the bend it dips below the lip the bone the aged bone who draws the line around the magic kind of mine the areolas and the serpents tragedies and curtains falling from the sky the palpable curse battering the house the house the house each one wintering in kind the red and rouge and reddening keep beneath the sky the basket of the lancets are they flowers? lancets? what kind of magic would you demand for the story, child: which kind of thing is it your body nails and heart teeth and scarf what kind of lips and tongue strung over the harpsichord and drums what kind of chord is it when we are standing before the rock what kind of thing is it that you want to see and shape magicians are only potters wheeling in the birds pirouetting over the steppe pageantry! these fastenings for the tents: clouds and rain how many dances does it take to rain how many does it to take to run the ravages into my heart
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