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Too deep

“Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.” -from Intimations…. by William W. Thoughts of Wordsworth’s words came to mean, upon seeing a "mean" flower, growing near the cracked sidewalk of the city.

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​ Gary, he was on the back of it, Henry Shi Mcganney said to Courtney (and the others back at the house, where they were learning to manage the raki shop with Gordon Norman). It’s not yet time in Moscow, but now we have fewer fingers and fewer days, with every finger keeping its own day (for Friday, you have a pinky; for Tuesday, you have the thumb— I’m sure you know the system. It’s bred out of load times and you cannot even follow it (without your nose). Burn me a lesson for all of you Quickie Droves— mourning none! We cool the bag too far from the house, with a new ending for every Ball.     Dalid Letubman, he uses the same Orca Card as I, and if he knows the Garver of Doodoo (who had a bed for The Cure), he’s also a mucker of notes and he maybe knows my friend Judy is a Frog and my name is Azul Flog the Ninth (please log in for Free Gear and Morgan van Allwork’s licensed imagery)! As the Penman said, in the Wakebook, Let us (pry) pray, together, for this day, every day.    No one (