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Auf die #n Die wir Lieben

  • J McCarty
  • Mar 14, 2022
  • 1 min read

Eleven by Seven : Eleven by Seven


. . . . . at 6:32 ( or 28 before 7 )

1 asks : what shape Heaven?

and i, looking up and in

( ignoring all the sin )

strives to describe

the many houses of God

imply Chaos as lamb tamed

Butt to fit in any particular one

and Know such corners to explore

we must make our own fundamental Fun -

+ recall, as Hilbert's Hilton : there's always more

~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~

. . . . @ 3:14, one fourth nearly, of the hour

( were one squarely so inverted inclined

to quarters, cubes, halves, + halve knots )

as all collapses as already done snot

Butt at 1:59:26 . . . on March 14, 2❦22

the World kept expanding, honor on rolled

and with time, a holey mutated Helix uncoiled

the rest, as they say . .

=s his story + her story 2

and like time, he licks to coil .

pair & complementary mate our fate


( nearly write with here @14 doubled, a third intimate :-)


JSM 8:27 am March 14, 2❦22



ree

Cute as 10 Pies


( to say nothing of bug's ears

and all of God's babies and hidden bounty )

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