Wednesday, January 7, 2009

How I Wish You Do Not Understand My Language Comments

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speaking in tongues the drops of light fall on the pavement
of the church, worse, there were heads banging against other heads
and beards. Birds fly away, upon a thud of a pod,
pudding, leaves heaping, trees shedding off heaps of leaves,
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