Tuesday, November 19, 2013

4765. CLEAN CLINIC


CLEAN CLINIC
I went to the laundry to wash my clothes down :
everything was running low, dirt was all I found.
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New the light which broke the sky.
High as heaven, and more than I.
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Now the steps which cleave the woods
have split the world in two. I have done all
that I could; is it the same with you?

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