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by Noah Eli Gordon To say sleep works by accumulation is to disregard the weather in my head. It makes a genius of the pillow, an apt anthropomorphic redundancy. When the story stumbles into its fearless costume & everyone at the edge of the woods is worried their waiting- room bravado1 won't open to anything but the same door on the same house that seemed a little off in the morning, every anecdote2 has an empty object. When your own name's written on the gate, negation3 is just something we do. What's redundant4 about the human personal? The urge to cull5 an animal pronoun from a procession of wedding guests? At least reductive absolutes rivet6 you somewhere closer to the actual rainfall, adjudicating ultimatums7 or handling the ounce of mulch it takes to cover any experience worth There's nothing sharp about a knife in a movie. doesn't it make you fearless & brave to say 点击收听单词发音
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