1846
6.19
19.i.25
make do
with this
world
with here and
now
with each
other
with all as
is
and how we
are
what we have
on
time’s
telling
a world to
the wise
with the far
and the few
one foot
after another
best first
and worst behind
sweet blisses
blind
ambition
our static
hum
make do
with what
these branches hold
with where
the sky falls
with whom
withal
without a
care
or devils may
with our
innids
the view
with what we
remember
with just our
blunt instruments
a play of
shadows meaning sun
without a
ladder at all
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