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The analog of love lost, seen in figure or ground, is a meager pattern behaving as a natural totality.
But really, we're the exception to a suggestion, a sick experiment: emergence, reification and constructive invariance.
Do you see me as more or less than a sum? You can confess, but I'd say that I hear you in verse and refrain and steady cool rain.
