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&c 7 (tHtOHB miscellany)

Memory fades&dissolves between:::

The heartofmysoul delivers—before me falls my feet—my stars&eyes; my heart my heart my—

Why do you call upon me like so?—

—Michael, Michael, wherefore art thou Michael?

Hahaha! I cry back

—Michael, do not deceive thyself! I will not call upon you if you do not hear my heart breaking for you—my aching bleeding/fucking/bleeding heart—pieces of my heart upon the ground have shewn me that the the the words that you have spoken are true! Do not leave! Do not grow weary! I am here! I am! &you are so f’n=mx+b! (beautiful::: beaut—

Haha! I cry back Haha! but she persists—

—You&me&me&you could be so…so true&beautiful&bright&right&you are the light of the world + the salt = me&you me&you—

The cold Darkness, heaviness descends upon my soul—

Ha! I cry Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!