Beforemath
The thing is,
I feel about average. The inextricable
relationship, Greekless reader,
between articulating phenomena
and the day the Bastille fell,
is a crime. Unfortunate lower clerk,
a minor nation celebrated,
the horizon yawned, and no refund
removed. Instead, it drifted back inside you.
Back inside the mass if unobtrusive.
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