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Originally Posted by artemis-within
I just realized what i meant by masquerading. That she can keep "us" existing only in that rarified bubble of time, but i can't seem to. As in, i am the one who has to pretend that i can so i am the one who would have to wear the mask. I think is what i meant. Anyway, t knows now that i want to talk more about it. My use of the word masquerade may have made her feel accused, but apparently mt poetic self knew what to do to get this conversation going between her & me. I appreciate everyones input here, too.
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It's a hard topic. I really had to step away from it yesterday because I was so shaken by it...
I like CE's observation.
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At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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