a learning 003

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“..sat grimly on what they had”.
You imaginary a sphinx or someone a gorgulya?
Not. Tell was about the respectable women.
I was laugh half an hour.
It a song. And calling the song “the clod of earth”
About that ..it short story are rill long
for they who don’t know speak. (and it I’m)
I'm too lazy to tell.
it's just, end to end, a learning exercise.

but that trait what sit grimly on possessions,
 I was think it have only for the villagers.
And it not so.
Over to over I do literally  the same.
Huh. Come laugh now.
I left.
I live in a hut at the top of the mountain.
I garbage cat and live in a garbage dump.
and then i'm the least all altruistic.
Wonderfully look where it went in end.
return off to back.
But it a trait character is not what it seems.
It exactly.
no bets!
can I curious:
you want argue here with what?
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the attention it one and only what we have.
Yes nothing never something other not.
And the focus it attention  or either or:
View out a window or view in wall.
Just both and this and that it’s now are glazing in a screen.

You want to tell me about the reality of life?
and what are the three deep feelings
you experienced when you fell passionately in love?
Oh, don't need to tell me about your (three) feelings.
I can tell you about them myself.
but I'm afraid you wouldn't like it very much.
Our view is cynical to the extreme,
but true love endures without damage.
however (three deep) senses
a cynicism can will turn into a pile of ash.
Oh the acid of the gaze can be very toxic.
be careful a ersatz can be very fragile.
I'm sorry.

A window or a wall it all what the attention what had.
a rusty nail to consider for life? Camus? Albert? Yeah, well, yeah.
That's not an option. That's staring into a wall.

Let's go for a walk, shall we?
and focus our attention on something else.
I'm on these little letters. Don't come any closer.
I've got a gun and this is my strawberry forest meadow.
and all the shell loaded the salt, and I wouldn't check it.
In my plot, the strawberries are all mine.
Yes it so.
-Same a nail?
-No, that's the forest strawberries it the other thing.