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We are surrounded by the absurd excess of the universe.By meaningless bulk, vastness without size,power without consequence. The stubborn iterationthat is present without being felt.Nothing the spirit can marry. Merely phenomenonand its physics. An endless, endless of going on.No habitat where the brain can recognize itself.No pertinence for the heart. Helpless duplication. Collected Poems

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