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7.113
24.iv.26
in a
mirror meet them
the
ones have been
or could
we
dive for the depths
by
hunch flinch wink
cap
out of hand
mendicant
the
young so beautiful we were
lines
of age tell all
eyes
otherworldly
there’s
a net of light
all
names abandoned
and
the animal too
griefly,
give grimace
consider
orientation capacity
it is
a place of danger
in my
own voice and elsewhere
useless,
all that time in the mirror
what are
we?
glimmer
folk?
in a
mirror we meet
who
will you be then?
where
will I hide my light?
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