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He Thought About It
Thought about it...
He thought about it a lot
- certainly, a figure of speech;
thought quantity is always immeasurable -
as immeasurable always is
- his thoughts turned to her -
the distance between their eyes in the dark
the dark, that other small infinite between them
"You're not true", he whispered
"I'm not true...
True is unreachable, untenable and unattainable
almost non-existent..."
"Then, reach for the almost true", she whispered back
as she turned her back to him
"Just remember, almost true
is plainly and simply always a mere almost
and never a part of the true..."
He thought about it a lot
- certainly, a figure of speech;
thought quantity is always immeasurable -
as immeasurable always is
- his thoughts turned to her -
the distance between their eyes in the dark
the dark, that other small infinite between them
"You're not true", he whispered
"I'm not true...
True is unreachable, untenable and unattainable
almost non-existent..."
"Then, reach for the almost true", she whispered back
as she turned her back to him
"Just remember, almost true
is plainly and simply always a mere almost
and never a part of the true..."
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