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August 7, 2012

Be collected; no more amazement.
—Shakespeare. The Tempest

My friend, let’s fill the bowl with wine.
For here lies Cold Mountain, the poet that some
would say I was. Stick out your tongue.
Taste the breeze. Tell me what you see.
There never was a man named ‘Mountain’.
There never was a mountain named ‘Cold’.
The sparrows still circle overhead.
There never was a rut in this old road.

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