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Thursday, October 16, 2008
Form Is Nothing More Than an Extension of Content
Of the mind,
Of the spineless forms
That wend their way through
The spiny needles
Of the mind.
.
Of the pine,
And the mindless
Wind that penetrates
The spine.
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