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DOC. NO. 30060 to you who reads me a thousand years from now an impossible you...I could not begin to imagine survivor of WW3 the world almost ceasing to be and I, a fragment of history a few burnt pages a charred eye an happenstance of history rather than merit where all words...any words were made precious me now an historic document that you try to  breath live into a me imposible to know me the so long ago eaten by time devoured by history the symbolic irony of the charred eye the rest of the photo not making it and so, my impossible to know write your academic paper on this me that has long ceased to be but how my thought survives in my only known poem words burnt at the edges so many unknowns so many...ellipses I, Donall Dempsey artifact No. 30060 returned to the library at 6.30 Thursday, 30018 the 15th of July
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Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 4:22 PM UTC
DOC. NO. 30060
DOC. NO. 30060 to you who reads me a thousand years from now an impossible you...I could not begin to imagine survivor of WW3 the world almost ceasing to be and I, a fragment of history a few burnt pages a charred eye an happenstance of history rather than merit where all words...any words were made precious me now an historic document that you try to  breath live into a me imposible to know me the so long ago eaten by time devoured by history the symbolic irony of the charred eye the rest of the photo not making it and so, my impossible to know write your academic paper on this me that has long ceased to be but how my thought survives in my only known poem words burnt at the edges so many unknowns so many...ellipses I, Donall Dempsey artifact No. 30060 returned to the library at 6.30 Thursday, 30018 the 15th of July
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Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 4:22 PM UTC
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