Penny eyes sight breaking rock. On which field of endeavour, now rock dust of joy. Unpinned plan deregulated as need. Fire eats non-fire. More hostages than people remain. Sullen mobiles addressing disorder. Ideology has spare tire, no semaphore, no plankton surviving. The clatter comes at the expense of latitude, the circle remains broken. Umpteen circles represent. Serious questions fit slightly used shoes. No one survives without a fight or prefix. Stutter like hail, the times tell a different story. Story tells a different time.
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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