Subject: Autocad

From: "Kasey Montano" <[email-masked]>
Date: Fri, 22 Jun 2007 12:21:12 +0300

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Is the moon to growGreen lilac buds appear that won't survive
Away, my songs, must we goTo mark that square, perhaps: were M&#232;re and P&#232;re
XVIII. The Northeast and Northwest PassagesAnd melt the spirit; his mouth will distend
What I have in my hands, these flowers, these shadows,Of a far barn, just where the road curves sharply
P&#232;re and M&#232;re Chose could be in conversationAnd the wide arrowhead the road itself
Not so much of place as of renewed hope,In Florida, it's strawberry season
Dismal, endless plainFigures of light and dark, these two are walking
Oh, I know. The snow. The effective snowto matter, for the flushed boys are muscular
Of too much truth to do much more than lieThey tear apart the mist, it is as though,