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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

More in Lost along the weigh

the top of the world

Into the mystic shadow
where the soul is green
growing toward the mountain top
until 

I dive, I drive, I climb
to find the line
the revelation - the prophecy
of snow and bare stone

This stark place, this is not us,
we are not afraid

  • though the timber

of our trembling voices
goes no further than this.

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