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  • Between A Self and A Poem, A Homophone: For CarlFMaulbeck

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    The Poem is a struggle with a Self and a Poem. "There is a fibrous Nothingness that knows, it lives on possibilities unreal, and learns by contradicting principles" "if I could get a break, I would go so far, and I would find a way to lose you once"

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    The Poem is a struggle with a Self and a Poem. "There is a fibrous Nothingness that knows, it lives on possibilities unreal, and learns by contradicting principles" "if I could get a break, I would go so far, and I would find a way to lose you once"

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    Between A Self and A Poem, A Homophone: For CarlFMaulbeck

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    The Poem is a struggle with a Self and a Poem. "There is a fibrous Nothingness that knows, it lives on possibilities unreal, and learns by contradicting principles" "if I could get a break, I would go so far, and I would find a way to lose you once"

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    An Internal Strife with a Self and a Poem --for Carl There is a fibrous Nothingness that Knows, It lives on possibilities

    unreal, and learns by contradicting principles. While it answers Yes it murmurs NO Uncertain doubts of Mystery so vast Look how they appear so distant and Near And in the space of interlocking Fear makes up a sonnet, vessel, and basket If I could get a break, I would go so far, and I would find a way to lose you once And never let you take me by your noose, You say you love art? It doesnt matter Take back the Flash that Stings my Eyes. The wonderful wondering of wise Whys

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