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a
window for the moon
a
world too fast
a
door to bring from the sun
precious
least
I
will be discovered late in the piece
hide
all the facts I can
a
room with all those facts till forever
here
in a far reach of winter
go
wrong and keep going
spend
a few days out of my head
then
there’s some bounce to the tune
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