The bloom and rose felt okay in the sun. The bloom is all that time bright thing, the rose is not the bloom at all but where the bloom can be. See, you vote for bloom in the tower of rose. And all the eagles of all the skies look unto rose and see bloom. You are not the cast of vote that makes a name fall off a tree, but you can learn to eat English, spend Spanish, change Chinese, and all for a better whirl. Thy ways of time in words closes massive doors and George McGovern. Theses sicken with dental floss and families. Registered in heaven is not a joke! We want a wave in the dark that settles fashion. Let us elope with a sofa while these rising plans come to terms.
Walking is not walking if Gertrude chooses not to walk. The premise: Gertrude Stein is not walking. She may be on a boat, not walking, crossing the wide ocean sea. Leaving inevitable France but not walking. Dramatic but not walking. Sentenced but not walking. There were days of walking but not this day. Reading or just looking but not walking.There were sentences full of walking but not walking. Talking maybe but not walking in or out. A time lived and walking was done then if not now. It was a doing and it was a done. Not forgetting Alice who may have had walking done or even doing. The annals say Leo Stein walked along, up to and including the degree of not walking, along. Those flower names walked along, Matisse, Picasso, Laurencin, in varieties. An adding war or two closed or opened anything jump. Apollinaire in the historical. Languages of shapes and sizes bounding for just the time and a little beyond. And that was the how sentence. In that time but also forward until readi...
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