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  • In Between

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    Ritika Kaushik
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    This cryptic document discusses things that exist between categories or outside of them, as well as something that belongs to neither. It mentions transience removing traces of what was through hot sand, and says what matters is what is lost. Time patiently witnesses as we fill it up again by lighting a candle and blowing it out.

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    This cryptic document discusses things that exist between categories or outside of them, as well as something that belongs to neither. It mentions transience removing traces of what was through hot sand, and says what matters is what is lost. Time patiently witnesses as we fill it up again by lighting a candle and blowing it out.

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    In Between

    Transféré par

    Ritika Kaushik
    This cryptic document discusses things that exist between categories or outside of them, as well as something that belongs to neither. It mentions transience removing traces of what was through hot sand, and says what matters is what is lost. Time patiently witnesses as we fill it up again by lighting a candle and blowing it out.

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    In Between

    16 October 2009 at 01:23 PM


    Friends

    Of all that is in between and all that is outside there is something that belongs to neither/nor in which there's nothing at all As transience seeps back through hot sand and removes all traces of that which was what matters is what's lost what is there is not all a single echo - For? For? And time witnesses patiently, as we fill it up again while lighting a candle and blowing out

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