Once again, I think, you express a dichotomy too starkly and too rigidly. It is neither window nor mirror. We see through a glass, darkly, davem.
This has been for me as for you others, one of my favourite threads even if at times we just went around in circles. Until the next thread ...
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I’ll sing his roots off. I’ll sing a wind up and blow leaf and branch away.
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