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sometimes vanish in a picture
hats off under tune
I have dozed there
too
a puff of
read the dream back
turn corners up
then a chord of
colour comes
some would say a
flash
an ink run drip
thus follow
call it line
there are few fees
no licence is
required
often wreck the
simple light to see
just these few spare
words
sometimes just gone
look for myself
under stone, under
pillow
to show
which world I’m
standing on
and maybe see you
there
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