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Mar 2020
history coincides with the dead
one fleetingly suspects before filing the observation away.
we withhold our impatient chronology, we begin to wonder

implications of an underlying pattern
there is a division at the center
the first, the final, the last, the first.
the hypothetical dividing line, again, right where it ought to be.
Written by
margarine
70
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