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Hear
      Sixty-six thousand four hundred and twenty-eight; seven hundred and thirty
      two; ten thousand, tow point five; twelve to the twelfth; pi; oh eleven; six four
      oh four;
      Infinite negative
      Divide naught by
      One.
Hear
      (With. . . by. . . close. . . where. . . under. . . now. . . soon. . . to. . . here
      (
      (Me. You.
      (
      (Chew retch, gnaw knots, tongue blunts, crunch which, suck dust, crave numb,
      (grovel
      One.
Hear
      Still
      Breath without milk
      Breath one breath, shallow as light
      If there were leaf and mist to forever flow it would be
      As then as light had opened
      And we heard true note beyond eye
      Tell, bone, toll, lost, skull, chew, stone, count, account.
      Bound before birth in warmth and blood we learn to mourn
      Drought nought flood nought pest nought rot rat rut out
      Ah! Aaai! Oh! Oh!
      (Silence)
      None.


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