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Sep 2016
You breathe a fathom minuscule
       of meaning
Into this empty aggregate
       of words
You are the creator a god
       with flesh
And ****** bones walking the obstinacy
       of form
Which does not want to lay down dissipate is the
       entangled construct
Without beginning from desire so vast is why
       so difficult
To drop i habit for constraint free consciousness
       now
Mark Wanless
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Mark Wanless  mpls, mn
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