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Two stations’ negation Clasped by ands, the Parentheses betroth Like wedding bands. But faithful constants, Anything but, My mistress, she’s thine And from permutations Is thusly cut. But embrace, do I This incestuous reality And all for the love of my ***** Logicality. And that, in one sense, Flagrant ambivalence, And yet, in another, I blush with kisses from Tautological Equivalence.
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Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
Logic and Love
Two stations’ negation Clasped by ands, the Parentheses betroth Like wedding bands. But faithful constants, Anything but, My mistress, she’s thine And from permutations Is thusly cut. But embrace, do I This incestuous reality And all for the love of my ***** Logicality. And that, in one sense, Flagrant ambivalence, And yet, in another, I blush with kisses from Tautological Equivalence.
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jp-goss
Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
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