nothing i can say will be understood .

piteous , recalled from mouth too soon ; actually the flags , dragging on the ground ; caught somewhere lifting my head up , pillows that - white , oil skin , grecian rubble do not come apart in my hands . my hands are the first thing to go ; the carriage rocks , widely around the city’s edge land . look , look now ; i am fulfilling my own rite ; half of my face is reflected in the carriage window ; the other half folds across the mouth of a turbine ; a chimney that retches , glassy smoke ; 

go go on the large of the fragile bird ; it is enamoured with you with myself — and throwing itself against the window , dies .

go go on the large of the fragile bird ; it is enamoured with you with myself — and throwing itself against the window , dies .

go go on the large of the fragile bird ; it is enamoured with you with myself — and throwing itself against the window , dies .

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