Dear all, The heads of living creatures shine like crystal,* one towards another; bobbing with individuation. I remain unmoved, despite this. I sound
28-Nov-2008
Dear all, The heads of living creatures shine like crystal,* one towards another; bobbing with individuation. I remain unmoved, despite this. I sound only tumult; I am an army; and I will let you down. In appearance, I am something upward. Because of this, I see the gleaming, and I despise it; preferring my enclosures. Christopher, West Mids
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