t lady came out first,

  tearing out roots and moistening drumskins.

  t lady

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  t lady, tagonist,

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  and tchens buried in sand,

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  t

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  but tch clay hands

  on flint gates ws decay.

  t lady came first

  aves, and parks.

  vomit ely ss drums

  among a fetle girls of blood

  ion.

  ho could imagine my sadness?

  t no me,

  trembling for alcohol

  and launching incredible ships

  the piers.

  i protect myself his look

  t flows from waves where no dawn would go,

  i, poet arms, lost

  in ting multitude,

  o shear

  temples.

  t lady first

  and t looking for pharmacies

  ropics could be found.

  only dogs arrived

  did tire city ruso the boardwalk.