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‘Another variation of formlessness’
“Isn’t the most profound education the one that was afforded me at my childhood elementary school, the one that divides the ink sharply between thought become Letter and drive turned into splotches and blots? How will those who begin with the darkish gray on the palish gray of computer screens manage? Without the slightest inkblot?…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 175
the middle age’s language garden petals once because golden soil means plant and not the altar devil’s flowers heat pluto into third eye sight grow sometimes invasive on winter days in your high and like a layer of flowers with sidearms you wants in the sea spike a wonderful well—for it is otherwise missing…
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