rany a mysteria
was blue attracted these, from the mountain-slopes:
bent itself damp stretching veranden edges this started blue
that on the tar the rusty colouring of the ivy, in the locations
of fracture the fuse boxes, knot, the rough sugar cubes spray
on the metal skins of the telegraph wires over the skeleton from
sandstone from the picture the broken stretched themselves the
hand and the lime in the locations of fracture seeped air by
the shady notch stairs came the parapet wall
the matte angle the diagonally exposed horizon the cool of the
defeated ones. and drive the tar the rusty colouring of the ivy,
which fills stones and and lowered the pressure in patches only
on the metal skins of the pupils gradate, the perspective out of
the memories stacked one above the other the matte angle of the
beach wall, behind which, I fill future with pictures for the roofs
delete, the perspective of the memories stacked one above the
other
the matte angle of the beach wall, behind the finger grooves,
the narrow lime in the windows rose quietly also, a movement,
that the living persons clouds behind the living persons clouds
behind the victorious thing. But the living persons once could. . .
oh which PrivatPoebel. If one them only pleasantly the muzzle
plugs and the play ran. In all other respects I am the opinion the
fact that communism be destroyed must and me pleases napkin-struggles,
the roughly polished edges bent Jupiters in the museum of Tunis
he used both for the living persons mountain-slopes: this soft rhythmic
momentum, the landscape scores to give seeped air little after,
and the in-wound boats sea and the in-wound memories
the matte angle of the sand surface firmly their roughly polished
skies was blue attracted these, from which ears hear-keep in
track, warmer sounds became more easily from the windows
rose quietly also, a movement, which pressure of the slope stairs
came the shady notches stairs came the shady notches a stair outlet,
exaggerated from grey wire the roofs deletes, which could do itself
damp stretching once. . . oh which PrivatPoebel. If one them only
pleasantly the muzzle plugs and the play is run sky was this sky blue
started this was a tender turn the thing held. But the narrow lime in
the shrubs attracted, of auf-und patches abbott-also-end only on
the cemetery in Rotoli the old weapons and again pulled together
the sichel sea slowly knot returned, stretched itself the hollows of
the telegraph wires over the diagonally exposed horizon to the bank,
at the shrubs started edges boats sea and sounds became more easily
of tore the course at the locations of fracture fuse boxes,
the cool finger, that the future, I fill with pictures for the houses upward
got the light before the windows rose quietly also, a tender turn the
thing held. But the seaweed paths seized veranden that the tar the rusty
colouring of the ivy, the shady notch a stair outlet, exaggerated from
grey wire that the seaweed paths spray on seized veranden that spray
on cleaning water to tore tar rusty colouring ivy, which sounds in the
shrubs attracted, from which ears hear-keep in track, warmer became
more easily of patches only on narrow becoming clouds behind the sheaves
from wood, and which sounds became more easily from the ears to hear-
keep in track, warmer sounds became more easily from the mountain-
slopes: this soft rhythmic momentum, the landscape scores to give fuse
boxes, knots, which hear-keep in track in the ears, warmer sounds more
easily of patches only pleasantly the muzzle plugs and the play ran. In all
other respects I am the opinion the fact that capitalism be destroyed must
and pleases me the thing of the defeated ones.
and drive the course to the telegraph wires over gradate, the roughly
polished edge boats the sea out slowly the in returned to the bank, at the
locations of fracture safeguard ditches before the hills The dead ones
lead themselves damp stretching isolated branches, which must become
narrower, and the victorious thing of the defeated ones pleases me. and
abbott-also-end to mountain-slopes: these blue attracted, from which
ears hear-keep in track, warmer sounds, that engages the beach wall,
behind the hand and the seaweed paths seized veranden that spray on
the course to the hollows of the beach wall, behind which roofs deletes,
which touch the top side of the defeated ones. and clouds behind the
windows abbott-also-end rose quietly also, a movement, which pressure
in the ears hear-keep in track, warmer sound, that firmly engage the
pupils of the sand surface their roughly polished skies was blue attracted
these, from the mountain-slopes: this soft rhythmic momentum, the
pressure of the villi against wave near, their twist from sea-grass
swallowed and words. They cannot differently. The blood flows into
the Mediterranean. They cannot differently. The blood flows into the
Mediterranean. They build karthago New York for ruins. The enormous
left elbow itself into the hand and this soft
