Even our fictions
to the people who listen
tell truths about us
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3 comments:
They tell us truths about ourselves as well...
You're a master
Very true, C; yet perhaps we have to work harder to find our own meanings; for some dumb reason, it's almost always easier to see others'...
And Fingers! How ya been? We must talk. I fiddle, I do, but not sure about the master thing; I've always kinda liked the thought in a book title, a kind of 70's equivalent of Zen for Dummies by a guy named Sheldon Kopp: If You meet the Buddha on the Road, Kill Him!
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