mountain LAUT RAY MANTIS for the trogs in the hole will welcome you home the composition is perfect its a lovely sky blue day you frail body feels strong and you lead a brindle cow across a winding valley floor to where the adze and atlatl of the forest shave commonce and you take the
cow to the whole where trog's eyes glimmer a neat little row of icons then allows you do anything you peels the page and pule the froam the framing foam you addpule caps the cow in two there gleam in the trogs inside the cow like a shoe you feed to ROME the IRON MANTIS ROBOT sits
silently cold grey like a ladder stretching across the rooftops these tall gangly abrahams quietly mope towering in empty parking lots of midnight to see the jumble in the natural heir one might thing it a light jumbled light is knowing jumpled push is care prising white is glowing coral singing
hair to frame the frame all atom mapping program same perfect picture child leading cow to frame the trogs showing a new bicycle to the girl neighbor a shed painted with a few lines like paper then 'what a pretty fruit basket' trog fruit is like black hands soft and sweet as figs legs churned into
parachutes drifting in the moonlight down into franch lands the cable sty its pome a granite omen all-stating prame all-baiting glamour organic cost the hoards of flowing blue looking for a warm kiss of ladder
parachutes drifting in the moonlight down into franch lands the cable sty its pome a granite omen all-stating prame all-baiting glamour organic cost the hoards of flowing blue looking for a warm kiss
of ladder
pul ling the cow across the val ley
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