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7.1
1.i.26
because…
or
thing
I can do, nobody else will
maker’s creed
starting the year before the
sun
are we not all made of a
difference?
my cloud, no other
so set upon for an excuse
every day fashion one
tune in
don’t we make it up as we go?
because he just won’t shut
it
force of nature
strew of debris
so soon gone
of course there’s somewhere
else to be
are other reasons
could have been a this that
even so
everything’s yet to do
arrows have shown the way
time tells
doesn’t it matter we are?
why bother?
don’t ask
what lasts is
sleep’s motive
my dreaming
because
wake to play
are we not so thrown to a
question?
am I not the home of a
doubt?
live it and love it
these are least traces
it’s my dayjob
can’t stop now
think of it in the light of
duty
habit, compulsion, sine
qua non
lovely in leafbright
clearing a sky
I am
must be
witness of a world
that’s my truth to tell
how’s yours?
why else are we here?
why here?
why now?
why not?
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