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Akademgorod, heavy, heaving, heaven, the hive... an incessant tofroing... while the gathering lasts.

Might not we well spring the long drawnout thaw(n) thoughtmelt. This particular tree and this particular bee and this particular buzzing which I am receding.

All maids practice hop-scotch.

We continue to confuse shifts of energy, recognized as alterations of positions or shifts of reflection, as open to some matrix-fix, whether this, merely, or that, merely, including leaps from one circuit-tree to another circuit-tree. Never feathering our umbilicals out during the duration of the race.

Either laugh or.

But don't take it back.

This is the act and the shadow of the fact.

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