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up: airglow: sky a cicatrix: purpling, paler, damage,
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when everything is snow
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Often I imagine the earth
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My heart becomes
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And you’ve made the world. And it is vast
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And which, though taken to be tame and staid,
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I love a person leaving who sees birds in other worlds, nearby.
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And what was never there
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I’m stumbling in a thin coat flapping at my
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Look at the birds. Even flying
