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Jan 2020
I touch but do not feel
I see seeing only mind
I know until I know no more
I grasp but hold no time complete
The seeing, touching, knowing kind
Of better still
Is not my best sense, but it is mine
Side effects of repressed Se. What It's Like To Forget Sense.
Colm
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Colm
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     devine, pnam, Salmabanu Hatim, --- and ---
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