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2007-01-08 - 2:16 a.m. these values, have been distilled, waiting in rivers to feed the field and yet, after the commute and after the rain, there it is that your children will remain instead of talking about success rates or just how well that button got stitched on, they busted the basket, eager and lucky ready grown a sugar-gown that story came from pipers hungry off their ash and peasants made stout from the heavens of an engagement stash, and still inside of ice-sickened dreams... I was at the party waiting for you to show up, you said something very profound about a dolphin profile while art in many forms stood all around sund was there like always and Ireland too, the smiling characters that i wanted to bring you to we were pissing out the side of windows, from somwhere near the roof, in the rehearsal room, waiting to emerge in exactly the right shirt, to say the right thing that would ignite the necessary fire of a mean emerging history.
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