THESE DOUBTS AND
THESE CONTINGENCIES
So much appalls : the character
of this manliness-snout cannot
wince. Will not suffer madness
more. I have my hand upon the
ladle, hoping for success.
-
For there's a carbine in the
corner, and a set of Sufi knives
right where I left them, there.
Nothing much moves, or
changes places, in oblivion.
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