Why can’t I understand?That reflection before me.It’s not half as grandas a soul less the body. I reach out and touchthe coldest one.So small so…
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A part’s greater than the wholeand stronger than ever dreamed.The known something we can hold.Reality crossed not seemed. Too much order goes the god.Law’s the…
Comments closedA novel flew by. Then a play. Now it’s a poem. It looks like a piece of paper with something on it. My God it’s…
Comments closedIf I change my name, my address and have no soul, I am nothing. If I change my sex, light on Mars and have no…
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