A = A

A = A

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Mine to ask a mask to say, A is not A.
No one, ever the contrarian, to answer.
The moon is both divided & multiplied
    by water: as chance, as the plural of chant.
O diver, to be sea-surrounded by a thought bled white–
    a blankness as likely as blackness.
What is the word for getting words & forgetting?
Might night right sight?
I, too late to relate     I & I, trap light in sound
& sing no thing that breath can bring.
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