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waking, one looks for the sky
was there all night long
now gone
it was in my head till now
but eyes wide
let
some heavenly body
just beside
all glory in the aftershine
then even a cloud appears
something’s gone round
and it could be us
as dreamt
or otherwise
a sky is always beginning
wherever you look up
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