Allons enfants de la café: the town readies. Cite mayhem of Tuesday's needed verbs qua nouns, that the deed and saying might succeed. Coffee invents a bright point, evolutionary nova amidst trinkets of word. Say you can do it, words have collided bountifully before. The trammels of yesterday no longer worry. Clouds provide adjectives in the insistence of speech. A few letters meant to mean, and from where would you think they come? Two sunlit names sound certain: Coffea arabica and C. canephora, evergreen and affirming. The lattice of ideas needs a basis, a strong community consistent with kindest enhancement. Be children of the greening sun. You think you think when you just have. Nothing is over till the coffee is cold. You have time slowed to the pace of thinking. Clangour recedes as the accepted promulgation asserts task and duty. Flow thru generously, we endeavour together.
The work becomes chiding of sunlight. The work is elegy and shaded. The principle ciphers as a god, in the way transience is purpose. Transience works this brief, ending fields, making trees concern. The hell of halting midway identifies the work of burning thru. Forever makes a sign. Sign makes worthy. Indeed the tramp of feet forward concludes any sentences but suggests more. Long sentences, stupid words. The caroling heard by Dante, brilliantine remorse for a better tide. The long road up from down, and turned around. The work then becomes the work now, as stained glass similitude. Anxious in the class structure of catastrophe, the baying song over all. Nothing to do but be done. Ruskin gave you papers to remind you. Slow battering concedes the earth in time. Time being functional and oblique. The worker inside sees the nation by exhalation. Transitive connection sports of culture. The class that ends becomes the class that begins, both left and right.
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