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I’d forgotten. And reading too, I almost
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And then that year lay down like a path
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so full of grace and being
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the way every human and every atom
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in lazy time. Heed the numinosity of a laziness rune; it’s imperative to
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not the name of the one who woke in the usual way
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tuning forks rumored to be measured against celestial
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nor the sky or indigo bunting,
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Lend me your book when you finish
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You’re not a creature in a body.