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II The building is flat at the front and side, there are no seraphim carved in or plastered on, there are no wise men as frieze, there are no wise words added, except the one thing I. in a moment of love in the midst of his anger whispered, or he just thought it, he thought it when he was eating bread and salted fish, or he was rinsing the dirt from his feet, his ankles, between his toes, he thought it while bending down and he was dizzy from the bending or he was overwhelmed by the thought and blood rushed through the capillaries inside his eyes and he was blind for a second for you go blind when vision turns inward, or it was shock, though it was insight, albeit nothing happened to cause it except the fish maybe or the rag in his hand, so thin the threads were visible, the purple of kings, the red of priests, the dirty white of sheep, he always thought of sheep, |
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