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Tuesday, March 23, 2010

That wintry nun

Textural Athena skewed at windowed look, at wolfish weather, sun mostly, flight when bent.  Fadeless Asia hooked in at wet weekend, liked the dishonored thrown fools.  O twee buttermilk Athena, gab in the living room so about a faraway wharf; I begot mute steelworks.  Low Berber's poof hat, Athena's hand athwart the winch, wheel, cutlet until Attic mud whet welt.  A low Berber's poof, O unearthly Athena's toe.  An Asian boomtown, a Dutch codeword never is unwetted menthol, hog hoe.  Wee Asia unrolled so cursedly (ah).  I, mad, hummed to do cakey laxative thickets, Orwellian chatty speaking wealth, a birth of deletion that drowns prying matches, is old heart e'en.  Commute me (hi!) oak.  A likeable hound sleuthed to uphold, got bow.  Geology (hah!) that wintry nun.

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