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by now, does it matter
time and myth have done their work,
hope anoints
trying to get to the bottom of it would be like chipping Everest
with a balsa chisel and rubber mallet down to a grain of sand
or explaining to Icarus the practicality of an altimeter
—by the time you got anywhere
it’d be a moot point
all that’s left is faith
which is delicate
and shatters
by Jim Culleny
12/26/15
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