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June 16, 2006
Untitled
Laughter in a castle.
King of weaker beasts
Chews Pearls and Rosary
giddy with obscurity.
He alone,
can taste the Oceans.
He alone,
Gods and Heavens.
Of the space he wonders nothing
On his tongue is all he needs.
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