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CE Corner to notgarden, -where the water jets out of pageant, into the alarm, I found a death. I found on my right arm a sunny upland. Nearest is whitest. A boat aground in the tall weeds swarms with cats, and no need to chase them. Their kittens sleep in a cage with starlings, no need to translate. Ungardened in thejet of water, sunny uplands arrive onto arms. After the pageant begins there are no words. The boats swarm. They rise with. 21 ...

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