Jane sits on steel bench strips. Naked as every day, she wallows in her fascination at the tree leaves, lifts her fingers to flutter and playfully explore minutiae and whatisnot.
A six-foot black and gold snake hangs above her.
To be a man, is Non. She creates.
Her hair, skin and bone enflame and pits of darkness resorb and implode the supernova bodylife of the Enscribed human being...
This is a tale. Told as time
They ate the Snake and drank a bit too much sake;
Pumpkin seeds and almonds
Pepitas und Aleman
Now we are wrong
The Garden folded.
The east eats
The sun brain
Heats the Death
Warm inside
Your Home
I found this type
Still
Unimpressive gorges
Humble us to Your freedom
Please,
Pray graciously,
I am
Amen...
"We are fortunate to have so many members graciously willing to share their gardening knowledge."
Also ' Lily
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