Koan 7 by Nolan Bucsis

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Mar 13

Koan 7

I.
Get.
The feeling.

Everything.
Was pointless.
Anyway.

You and.
I.
Were.
Temporary.

Fantasies.

Written by

Nolan Bucsis 41/M/Somewhere in Canada

(41/M/Somewhere in Canada)

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