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a white shirt........................ I had been merged with the
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for days, soft fur...........................cutting and pasting bytes warm milk......................from the four corners of the earth. the sound of water......... rain................................Outside, the sun was settling on cold water......................yellow green May grass on the Mesa. blood stains....................Inside, the text was black, brown grass on the hills...and the links were blue a flowered dress..............served up as specified a glass of beer................. by my preference settings sleep...............................on a stark white background. background noise............ low flying planes............. the smell of green grass.... warm sun......................... a red front door................ cold cereal........................ the daily in and out flow............................ making things.................... blue shirt....................... making love...................... the children laughing.......... blue jeans......................... potato soup...................... cutting and pasting bytes............... nausea.............................. footprints.......................... so many mistakes........... the pine trees overhead...... the horizon........................ so that the city can begin to exist
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