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Mar 2013
i do not write for love of words, for you, or for me.
i write because it is possible to do it for its own sake.
art, you know?
independent of you, it is of value to me
outside of me, it disrupts the universe
all on its own
noumenal
only a few thoughts and motions
arbitrarily parsed and collated
randomly encountered
analyzed
and discarded
Written by
Theodore C Sherman  Albany
(Albany)   
462
   marina
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