Present these forces.
Call them the names of colors.
I favor certain animals.
A platypus, or the orb weaver.
Underneath the fire is a language.
Everyone knows it.
The stream shall bide the moons.
Calling them hues or truth.
Where an older geometry obtains.
Language, such a curious bone.

Oct 29, 2012

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