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I live in several times, motionless but furnished with all motion, for
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we are fractured / like stars
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But you are mobile as the veering air,
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And thus, around its jolting track
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Where the wonder in the chaos lies.
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An octave or a fifth, it was her inner god having fun.
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& isn’t the heart
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Come to me, said the world.
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A sleepless night that gives others a headache
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I ecstatically speak with words, and also with purest