photo at the beach of a small wave splashing at the viewer, with sea-green water and blackish-tan sand.

we have a few best friends
every one of them wears a veil
these are their reasons

when one comes in
(by then its already too late)
the heart itself goes inside-out

every one of them should
come with a warning
label


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Phaedrus: (as Lysias, cont.)

and so surely indeed
in private consummation (idiais dapanaein)

it is worthy to call near (para-kaleein)
not beloveds (philoi)

but beggars (pros-aiteein)
and ones needing to be filled (deomenous plesmones)

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καὶ μὲν δὴ καὶ ἐν ταῖς ἰδίαις δαπάναις

οὐ τοὺς φίλους ἄξιον παρακαλεῖν

ἀλλὰ τοὺς προσαιτοῦντας καὶ τοὺς δεομένους πλησμονῆς