even if nothing is hidden everything told
nothing is known even to yourself this
minute so much happening you need to
block it with a story carefully made up
to fill the space with nothing left over
actual life is merely background to the
background where you actually do all
your living composed of decomposing
memories of people and events you may
not have understood correctly at the time
this builds up gradually barely noticed
as if what you are doing was the real
though you can't pretend it's interesting
enough to account for how much you
care about how it comes out in the end
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