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Jan 2020
'I hold no memory for things I've learned,
nor for what I've read,
nor for things apprehended nor heard,
neither for people nor displays,
weighing nothing,
acquired nothing,
'I' knows
child's ignorance!
its enigma is sluggish,
inexperienced in conceiving deliberately,
grasping silence,
incapable of sound's unbroken thinking,
I, within 'its' story...
am barely pronounced.'
~
A Freedom
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