The eye’s plain version is a thing apart,
The vulgate of experience. Of this,
A few words, and and yet, and yet, and yet –
And yet. No ‘and yet’, no matter how anxiously and tensely you look at me.
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.. More and more fearful as I write. It is understandable. Every word, twisted in the hands of the spirits — this twist...
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