and another next

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Angelina sings

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Add Monday

one square egg

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… followed by Sunday …

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Saturday … the fourteenth

the last dragon lays its last dragon’s egg

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There is a Thirteen out there

approaching

Icarus

following upon his father’s wings

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I Have A Stomach Ache

who’s looking at whom

and in whose backyard <?> do we begin <?> do we want to begin, at all … it is shortly after Easter.  We are sharing the flu together – or we have already shared the flu with one another; now, we are waiting for it to take root –

fly away

home

I … am waiting for the Doktor to be home; I have a 12:45 appointment.  Celeste is sick, and I have slept.  She had her appointment, yesterday; she did not sleep … well …

smoke rises over
frog Lake

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