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She Slithers, she slides, she smiles at the garden’s Edge
The alterity of nature in the tropics (...)
Lentil flour, chickpeas mixed fermented friedballs presented in the leaf of bananas could cure the hunger of a labouring man
Goldielocks, when and where can our desire to reach be In the larger world she can roam and not be still,,,then does temptations turn to know and curiosity can rock-leaving her cut, cut free
A very dry and very tidy heat swept into her land, lulled her country to a simmering sleep and all the while -culture was left ungroomed and grisley - grew an African horn, paddle her vessel, grew wild green chinese umbrellas dry and dirty skirted about t
Preternatural passage came from wet whiteness and mercantile madness, paid for circular migrations (...)
Pollution and Clay brought tangles of waves...
Not so so silent, outspoken when there be disgusting disaster...
Clarified butter, sesame oil, coconut fat and mustard paste...
In Mute Witness at the outskrits and out of center she forms a final creased edge of makeshift settlements, a dark and iridescent thorn of horn pierces all home with the hard ...
Fury of the fringe, largely restless, faint and fragile at every start, it's first breath, jumpy and punctured as you see to let it be by way of watching fires grow, keep the wildness of our heart
Orphan and one penny shook me some stars, like parrots in prison flew and fell into the wrong kind of family
Buried in stump while knitted together at side in a illusion a roar of birds and predators pickled on earth in one spray of air played
In noiseless soils underground, a distanced poor from below touch fine air rooted in piles upon piles weeded and watered to then have no light shared
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