The Mind lives on the Heart
Like any Parasite —
If that is full of Meat
The Mind is fat.
But if the Heart omit
Emaciate the Wit —
The Aliment of it
So absolute.
The Mind lives on the Heart
Like any Parasite —
If that is full of Meat
The Mind is fat.
But if the Heart omit
Emaciate the Wit —
The Aliment of it
So absolute.
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