The dark features of King, stones of old vowels. For sure the ape in all reads papers lucklessly, to please King. Verbs stay for losers although semantics would be nice sometimes. King remains the idea, like quadrant. The effort to sincere blanches. King need not hear the news. Tasks seem worthless next to upcharge. Fluff entails magic, pleasing the rent moonbeam. We might as well let King. Constancy smells flaunt. King may blame ticking if language. Uptick is another, looking at basis. Breezy Caribbean monstrance soups up all non-agrarian feelers for fortune. Adorable megatons bring suits of coal, the average land of sundown. Draw from this reading ship King down, crag of vacuum. Or as we always say.
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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