a paroxysm of
Parnassus
letters written
about paper, do
not want them
feel that the
environment
hinting that
all
happens so
unthinkingly
unmeasured
unarmed not
foresee
that
what is being
there at the pass
instant irreparable
subsist substance
sheathing same elixir
that moves in
shreds today,
yesterday and
revive attempts
in each molecule
the future life not
become be self-modifying
inanimate laws of
existence of a hidden entity
that aims to
revive.
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