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5.53
22.ii.24
present to the flowering
careless of
consequence
turning words over
as often lit as not
joining
the human race
the animal kingdom
small matter of
matter
energy for a
conversion
flow of time
the pointy bit
just now
present to this
weather
its world
and turning too
as never before
moment unscripted
its pith and grit
distance making
object
tableau of the
sensibles
the here-we-are
and go again
a taste of water
fallen
in all that vast
extent
a tumble along
with our day
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