I wonder how such silence could have voice to me
it not, it without, these words. these words. behind the all shadow of all. the non finite. if all is. this.
the idle times in my existence,
survive with a voice,
the shadow of all drinking deep in times of no resistance
survive with a voice,
the shadow of all drinking deep in times of no resistance
the dried rotten edges of glowing all dive into
small
fetid pits, outlined by
the upright diagonal, spaced with
small
fetid pits, outlined by
the upright diagonal, spaced with
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