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ever dumbening
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this urgency. this urge. fall's forward and spring's back. driving into your folds: unable, unwilling, content. the sharp ping of a thin fiberglass rod, vertically dropped on a fine-grained concrete slab, chimes impatience, chimes reveille. blurred blocks of timber tumble into each other, smiling _ _ _ nervously.
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