felt found thousands of books from the past and not-so-very-early.
scroll in it and fly over
alone is enough to bring out the vivid memories back.
bad, good.
and I'm again torn.
always contentious. barely positive.
and ind yet these things now
as valuable as I have never thought possible.
and anyway, too late. and somehow it should not matter.
follows precisely the
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