Listen!
OUR TRIP it is like the steps I follow every day that I haven't taken yet and the walk along them feeling I am my own most desperate reader the pressure of speech sailing me through the world to the mad store with its walls of words tumbling around us its paving of songs and slogans a ring of fire around the state the department of the interior properly erected at last with bunnies at its corners to indicate the justice found within and here is where we sit the ice cream place with its excellent beef barbecue the world of people is an exchange of light and shadow overwhelmed with meaning I can't say but hope I have the proper attitude for
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