rips me to my last nakedness, t underskin of mauve, pearlised satin, like a skinned rabbit; t miger. And so tream I have become.

    Sometimes t random, all singing, strike a chord.

    irely; . I so gro you could sales when I could lodge inside your body and you could bear me.

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    Noer from t season heir cry.

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    Eyes green as apples. Green as dead sea fruit.

    A  makes a singular, wild, low, rushing sound.

    big eyes you y, tive face. It is a preservative, like a green liquid amber; it catcrapped in it for ever like ttle ants and flies t stuck t in resin before tic. o t is till centre, looking t fall into it.

    Your green eye is a reducing co it long enougion, I  and vaniso t black ty one and I s, er, in my cage among t I -- I se.

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