Elsinore
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between that place
between that placewhen the light that litinto the specter of the deadking extinguishedand that place when that lightthat lit into that specter reignitedmarcellus leaneddown on his hands on the parapet peeredinto the horizontal abyss of the east i swearhe saw through a blind man’sdarkness that night like he sawthrough every horizonsaw all the way to Continue reading
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