American drama -- 20th century; Experimental fiction, American; Prose poems
Oh sadly has the oak-tree not that sadness. It has not the particular
reason. It has not that digression. It has not that penetration. It has
that piece that is there where there is all that remains when
everything remains. Nothing is all old. That is not the redoubtable
repudiation. That has that precious meaning when the hindrance has not
that little pain which is not the same as the passing out of what is not
about when it is there where there is no care to say that anything is
better. Everything has that description. That is not reorganization. The
way to say that they went away is the way that the passage has come to
be adhered. This is not the token that shows the steering that is not
broken. The plea is not that the arabesque has that meaning when the
whole thing is exposed. The meaning is that the precious picture is the
bargain that has not met the ancient day when there is everything to
say. The light is finer. That is not that discrimination. That is the
way to have that to keep where there is not any interdiction. She had
that name. That was the origin of the penguin. That was not that bird.
And because the strong man is the warder when the little ones are
sounder so the particular ticket is not limited when there is not the
best establishment where all the black and white show that. It is a
blessing when there has been falling the heavy way to stay where the
regard is what is not all that distance. The breaking of the tame show
is not the way to glow because the waste is not there. It is not any
where.
Mark the data that tells the merit of having that time to state that not
to wait is to say that the door has not been entered. If to wait marks
the place where the entrance if it is made comes to be approached then
to do what is not done is to do all that and carefully that which is
solid does not fill the space. That is not a disclosure. That is not the
way for all of them who are looking to refuse to see. That is not at all
any such way. It is not a pleasure to be the one when there is the whole
of it all and when there where there is no separation there is weeping,
quite ostentation, completion, not any compensation, where there is the
softening of the published soap. This is not that decree. There is no
failure. There is no condition of incision.
Particle of all the color is that which is not white and the black which
is open is not older when the time has come back for black to be
younger.
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