The Hunting Cast
Perhaps it is I who am lost
Lost among the crowded and the mass;
Lost with squalor, too aghast
To look upon my image, at cost
At cost I suffer ache of mind
Mind of which I see but do not see;
Mind to bare, foreign to me
Scene to see, time to it avoids time
Time beheld to great, but a small;
Small in shape and consistent in I,
Small to attest, large to eye
A line but to cut, but once too tall
Lost am I to all but the sum
Sum of the numbers, minus; subtract
Sum to means, stand I- mid-ground;
Perhaps the wise become but the numb
A guy
Intesting! luv,
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random noter…
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Very good. And in ryn, thanks! I’m sure when the major conflicts come up, it will be interesting. Check out Chapter Six, coming as soon as I finish this note.~
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