In one moment,
by which I mean a thousand years,
I came to this conclusion:
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
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I enter the temple you built for me.
I receive new clothes.
The priest puts a gold bar in my mouth.
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I live in the shadows of your mind.
The sound of a bell scraping the sides of your gardening shears.
I am.
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