9.iii.22
795
3.68
tunes of a ruin
in the dream book
writing into the blank
to the nameless place
it’s where we are
never as before
this is where I work
little or no light
but what we cast forgetting
everyone’s familiar
I believe that we take dictation
just these few lines
and follow me home
I was deep and far
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