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Monday, April 13, 2015
Wittgenstein's lion (5)
says, in a troubled mood,
if I pass into flesh, as if, or for as long as you do run & stupidly look
like two elands locked in fear, quietly kneeled: if, if...
such a flesh, and not just yours bowed in fear makes me real,
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