Voices

Discovering a meaningful language, when no word is uttered.
Seeing through the window when it is firmly shuttered.
Viewing from the highest point while living in the gutter.
Listening to every word no one can ever utter.

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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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