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after war before breakfast outside under the tree on the street across from a booth a woman reached with her skin and caught an eagle of a dream during meditation i felt the opening of a curtain with velvet holes glide beside a cyclist with hair on his toes my sight was bright with lentils and roasted walnuts in a bowl with goat yogart my bottom thighs and waist have shrunk

sunk the next phone rings i'll answere with no expectation, this is LA.