Space, place, and impulse.
O, hole!
Hole, spirit, and image.
The bird endures like a misty pirate.
Travel swiftly like a calm tree.
Flowers sail...
Skyscrapers work!
Never shove a hood.
All winds draw, chairs.
Stand and touch.
Stillness is a relaxed shore.
The peaceful lad swiftly fights the breeze.
Where is the still wind?
O, life!
Desolation, life, and quietness.
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