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Only velvet / growing under velvet, like a leaf hidden
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I was there at the edge of Never, / of Once Been, bearing the night’s hide
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I am trying not to steer the wheel
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And the sun shining down like God, loving all of us equally,
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We stand up, familiar to ourselves,
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(i who have died am alive again today,
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Hard to say. If flowers are symbols of emotions / it’s still hard to say.
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Eye darkened, his nostrils flared.
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Feelings: / oh, I have those; they
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“This is something he will like, or use.” Meantime, those branches go
