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—after Charles Lloyd’s Quartet’s I Fall in Love Too Easily
and remark regarding absence’s
clawing affirmation:
alone this
corner of silent salience
burgeoned physical realization of
an altered exterior of my hands’ missing philia
focused then
blurred as morning’s initial exhibition, frigid
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a disease of the mind, [whose] germ is the idea that one may learn that which is valuable, or in any way acquire virtue, by the process of being shown things.
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