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wild in the moment
where we are
it’s on account of
all adrift
tune leads onto another
it’s sometimes the least thing has hold
but go there
it’s because we can’t know
it’s on account of flower
outloud
days you can feel the tug of the tide
so much of life addresses a body
they’ll be nice to me when I’m dead
just watch
I’ll keep eyes tight shut
no matter
I’ve been working out how to waste time
all this while
by mind, by body, am
not quite as far as forever
twenty six letters – a world
we choose from the real
any way on
here we are
just where
and just this now
just this you
this me
wild in the moment
to be
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