Language is a Foreign Landscape
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Tuesday, 28 October 2008
Fierce blushing
As the earth renews and the autumn leaves fiercely blush a sumptuous crimson...
they will inevitably fall... and disintergrate under our feet.
The proletariat as well as the bourgeoisie.
As with all superpowers.
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