As by a leaf to fling On the glass of wind Or up transparent leaf-sides over and over Uphand to swing Into the airy sockets of light And the broad plates tread like a bird Kissing light.
Mr. Nollekens, when he dined out of late years, always over-ate himself, particularly with the pastry and dessert.
His boss was always getting on his case about his standards of dress, even though he worked well and seldom left the back room.
Most of my friends know about my queerness, both being bi and being aspec, and also that I'm non-binary.
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