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Adrift among the planets, we think we show
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I know there are things: crystals, fossils, basalts,
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It’s not about loss. It’s about
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Heart become eyelid
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your face like
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that is the mystery you have not
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I imagine holding
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we forget what
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World, the sadness is there; should we talk?
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We live like the one sequin
