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(3/13/97 THURSDAY)

Reading in Reading worlds
and word. All the day I sit
and ponder about thy yonder
tree under the shade of a hot
summers day will it all turn
around. Living and learning,
laminating all the wonder in
this lonesome lawless living.
Under upturned undone,
unending universe. All announce
another astonishing day in
woods west of walls windmills,
and windows, where no one
ever sees me wish for
the universe to right
itself once again.