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5.102
11.iv.24
dream the underlife
garden wilds
see about
the overwhim
all eyes inside unsettling
far as if for a beyond
some say it is so
to else it in the wherewith
a virtue creature care
let the body its way
and a sunspill
well wish in the underleaf
where I’ll be taken too
have wand
may touch
go on
be at the whim of word
breeze sway
neither fooled again
aware!
when you wake
be woke
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