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He has penetrated to that matrix in life

In which all men are embedded

Here are the customs men

Only he does not call it chance

(4.) Metal of any kind, even though it may be corroded

No medical explanation

Had the people been hostile to him

So long as death was far off

I woke up clutching the hammer

Gospel

He’d used it to fix the headboard

The previous day. Executioner.

A short while later this savagery took place

To bring heaven nearer

I just clicked and stammered in this headdress

The haughty insolence of their masters

(3046.) Voice production – Elem

I threw up my eyes to heaven’s immortal throne

He awoke to find he was attacking his wife

Ice cold water

A fortunate few in a state of grace

With a hammer

The patient’s name has not been released

"Look at the pillows! Look at them!"

A fictitious armed man, a hoaxer

Sending messages he knew to be false

For the purpose of causing needless anxiety

(94.) If a man devised an axe

Water from the misting sprinklers

The linking trench dug

The truth about shaken babies

(95.) By wireless we could announce to the whole world

Her love of her own voice turned the Russian people against her

"I will never leave my country"

An autocrat dreaming of regaining her palace

She leaned in closer and closer

The drinking water was infected

The territories were diamond-rich

(B.) The silent resting-place of the dead of eight centuries

AND HE SENT FORTH A RAVEN

THAT WENT TO AND FRO

Sibelius, remember:

A fan of cards, champagne and two glasses,

Bloodstock and a beautiful woman

Velocity variable below 20mph

Hornbeam: dark mountains, heavy head,

Pressure to eyes.

Keep the dealers’ minds focused.

Willow: resentment, begrudging all.

Tomorrow: words equivalent to purple.

One bedtime: floral art, opulently framed

Morning, exquisitely doleful

Scallops enamelled in eighteen carat gold

A time to pluck up that which is planted

The dress set includes collar studs

And waistcoat buttons

FORGET THE LINKS

Scraps of tissue in a corner of the shearing shed

Front cover as disk incubates the goddess tongue

Interactive voice response

YOU DESIGNED THIS FUCKING SERVICE

When I’m at work I’m always available

She had excellent food, allowed her guardsman money

And others too, I rather think

The Temple of Mithras

EXPERT

Her mercenary parents forced this visit upon her.

An Algerine Corsair

A man in this state hasn’t really the leisure to think

Soft slippers, old clothes, old jokes

The thump of a sleepy dog’s tail

On the kitchen tiles.

The will survives unquenched as NATURE does in FIRE

I got stuck in an air pocket.

The birds were silent in the glass dome.

Dust fell among the dulling silverware

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