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red blue and pink prehensile chemistry
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to make it thru the greyblue night
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This is where I don’t care that I’m half wrong when I say everything
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Here let me stop. Let me fool myself: that these are what I see
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Slow and fast, fast and slow.
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And do not / take cover. Instead, curl your toes
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sunset as a raft leaving the water in braids behind it;
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I’ve never actually even seen the sky.
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Just as the winged energy of delight
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A place where, like honey, time passes down glass