SARABANDE
So what is all this Jakob?
Some strange dance of the
late middle ages, or a nervous
palaver of now? Something
we get stuck doing in school,
or one that we wished really
to love? I don't know, but I've
reached the end, truly here, of
some personal tizzle : I'm tired
of all that I see, but destitute
from trying to stop it.
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