Random # 168 = 330 in base-7; 3 + 3 + 0 = 6 lines
of ure-space despairing
spangled redhats headfirst
lemmingplunge thin ledgefrom
alas champion krampus
nor walls raised give wisdom
when Fox is your boxcar
"There is no choice of mercies; but what comes
Is grace; whatever’s proportioned, not ours,
At the final tally of loves and crimes"
— Geoffrey Hill via @Isidro_Li
Try to Praise the Mutilated World.
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