to absorb
consider the sponge:
soaking it all up, but only partly whole-
blown in parts. the art of learning
seems expedient, yet draining.
gaining general, but filtering
the rise and fall of the sediments;
patience, the impediment.
incompetent, and in a hurry.
but why should i worry?
- [nel.ito]
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