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Spring (Quispamsis)

Meenan’s forward seeing rates of high heaven and Celtic run, Lazarus’ key to upper those believe, in the bounty of constant rain, muzzled by the 1 and groom, all shocks landing Atlantic sky, a better weapon than ICBM, a standing army fit for good, and days of rice to tell the tale, what suffer for- the truth is scoundrel, women join the Western sky, and boats dotting the velvet verse, to pray in Christ for Eucharist and Holy fever everywhere, a dam would burst in general time, as word and worm are here and there, to shoes for more than them and her, classes of being for shores that give, I am a starburst; I am you, and we not are need of a data design, upon this day and upper lip, a Hampton journey tempered- to cc and back, across the fields, to what was salt and see, power of attorney in the middle of night, for mercy on farms and h11, the gladdest gift of Indigenous time, people posthumously known as saints, in something St. Bernard would wait, for American days of 59 below, and Sussex breaks for understanding, all glory but Him, we are prostrate and proud, but mercy not known til March and esteem, men of high office who would stand in for God, to death is this unto great common, vapour and value to modest renew, in May there are fonts of four and more, underknowing to Grand Ile but praying, for water in course to become us, and bluster, and pay, to march and forswear on the Navy, and blue in time for Iran that is small, whose temper is witching and rough, Save the Queen, save the raindrop and orca scare for North landing, and June in time for Sparrow’s worth dawn, and No place beyond Quispamsis is quiet forswear- building fort and dawn and pleasing the East but forswearing the sat craze of balmy dew; striking man and the dirge of the old in ovation, restless dew in an island of few and seeking what style but November, we are solid our walk and pretend our esteem, and King’s Landing pro-bono in bond to our knees.