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Past Satieties Approve

 that moment

after that moment.

democracy
had been politically
triumphant imagining
full granaries as the
effect of policy,
but nothing
had been done
beyond. 

loosened grainy
Spangles
in a rock
milieu. 

granaries unspent, granaries making marching, granaries fit for polis, granaries full of statements, granaries as burden, granaries as border, granaries startle gramercy, granaries tidal and the purpose of people.

the effect of granaries on nerve endings, pointed mechanical granaries as speech, the sawtooth verity of granaries told to you, the fidelity of thinking granaries in the past, the overt mountains planned in granaries, a word for speech consistent with granaries and something human, the practice of offering the idea of systemic granaries in a distant cold day, the plenary stroke of future granaries in today’s exposed impedence begging your pardon, a granary will be thought of in time past. 

the average burden of a single grain, with time as reference.

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