136: I am nothing. What’s my business? Blind soul systems led me to O you

— whereas my epistemology scampers in secrecy, the password pilfered, your soul knows it is already admitted...

W/ several newer proofs that would leverage you right there in the pluperfect, had your love held me by my name.

Therein, a civilizing process today to staying purposely
dull, entered into too by spotting it first. It’s
a clear refinement where character offers liberation — my sweet nothing

for nothing will hold me, nothing
supports the love-suit from underneath. Only you win the job!
You’re my own nothing boss.