Choke the smallest kindness, scorch the frozen earth;
do not give the foolish merchant
what it is not worth.
Bury all the letters, burn the soft old shirts.
You will cling to anything
that will become dark dirt.
Nothing soft to stay and soothe,
everything will be abused
by time; so cheat it.
Kill it soon.
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