What we make of ourselves…

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Because wine and blood are not all that much the same, and yet symbol razzle flow, it isn’t we won’t grasp

So why don’t we have it, all of us? All of us– all of me? This is my body, this is my blood, Perhaps because we know love is inevitably contaminated? HIV, cannabis, 1,2,3 bad education, A,B,C, a crack between A and B, cause a kid, on communion wine, advanced into poetry,

Hudson River, good lordy lo, in an explanation of an automat, someone sat. It was Mao, a kitten, no diplomat, rhyme a kitchen, hope there is not kitch, a young sweet Jesus Mary gleans these fiberglass seats ain’t so bad.

Black man, stand, on to the instrument, lightning, fluorescent you little brother, over there, under the Le Courbousier, ugly ugly stadium. A white black, or fulsome possum, who has pooped gold, red, silver, red river, we invite Jew, to our own objective opinion, go down, as it is Middle East, as it is American slavery, as it is opposed to Hopkins Locke,

There’s no way Palestinians go away. The begging shores of crystal, elemental, to love a one, a salt, strategic arms limitations theory, as a fox trot, a FOX network, a firefox, down to the thistle,

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