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Thursday, May 28, 2015
transformation is another word for emptiness is not a word for tao
ten thousand tree frogs rattle while two peepers write their death poem
we are the nothing not even nothing crying out we could be something
i am my father’s deserted son we are my mother’s favorite daughter
the river never stops although it freezes over
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