24.5.20
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never mind
every kind sees selves in else
there, here
how other are we off today?
where-wise and wish
I won’t, I’m not
eyes in the mirror
and disappear
have a pocket world
no matter
I keep it just in case
leave this forest of thread
and follow
rain and the roof away
tall stands of a stillness
all off with
hours are announced
a map proclaimed
but we’re still where we are
and everyone obeys
or rather takes my best advice
who’ll wing it with?
who’ll burrow?
a leaf sky touch
on every note
hangs
now word it, will we, won’t?
this vanish to be gone
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