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20h
flesh exists
so does the whip
flesh
the eternal guarantor
of suffering

coffins of skin
and vessels
entomb the spirit

nails
to be discarded
from the flesh

hair
when cut
grows back all the same

monks
dont bald from prayer
waves dont rise without wind

human spirit hardens
with a battering
Jan Reest
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