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			Utterly Hushed Jim Dewitt this is the story of plenty of plums whose bruises need mending, flattened out for the count in a little-enough bowl . . . how my mouth ached to yell "stop" but the brutal blows went on landing like mustangs' toenails and now their poor pit-colors cannot bleed off though they bend without breaking beyond sunset the solitary witness
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