White Bread Dipped in Tea
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Thursday, September 23, 2010
The Dough Baby in a Box
Like that incomprehensible—
mind.
They say the mind is not obscured to itself. But for me, it’s like blowing out a candle from afar, the flame oh so tiny—only to pop up, big and bright as ever.
And I say
I don’t know, I’m not sure…
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Kate Wyer
September 24, 2010 at 12:52 PM
This flame image is wonderful, so strong.
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This flame image is wonderful, so strong.
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