Her four freely Olympian feline children will this cooler September magic night “comfort” our now firmly ( and only temporarily ) caged
cat. Has to be , sterilize, tomorrow at magic dawn… . I am locked into, seemingly, my rotting 6-note motive, scale, row: F D Cis Es C A ( from, how could it be other ? , ” Frank Corcoran ” . “Rotten” only in its tonal implications, how counterpoint with its inversion and “Krebs” , remain wonderfully ( tonality-wise ) polyvalent ? Will certainly solve tommorrow magic dawn. My caged cat won´t. She lacks, Mrs. Aristotle, concepts, therefore tones. Hmmm.
DAWN = September DUSK; it is cooling
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