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((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((( )))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
Life is a beautiful bouquet of parentheses qualifying nothing.
And poetry always pales in comparison.
For a poem to approach life's truth
it would have
no subject or object
no context or contrast
no love or lover.
I have tried to write this poem. It went like this:
" "
And still the quotation marks got in the way.
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