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The problem with you is
that you're dead,
that you can't hear me
when I read this out, that you can't
see what I see. But what
do you see then? How much insight
do you still have? For insight
is somehow a precondition for
something.

The problem with you is
not that great, it's more
the problem of me.
Being is not aesthetics, but a
presence. Aesthetics is being remembered, ethereal
and deaf you use yourself up in the sunlight,
someone who reads and is young,

without being present. Fare you
well, though the word ‘you' in
this sentence is
quite alien to me.
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