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headbursts
we
each come from a sky
to
a world that was there
that
was ours
an
island
like
a boat
like
a whale
all
the while
putting
out leaf limb
outshell
the egg inside
the
way a bird falls into the sky to swim
things
far past still with
the
business of just lying here
this
is the way of the storm
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