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Be still sometimes.
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I live alone, like pith in a tree,
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the red coals more extreme, more curious
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I did not tether myself. I let go entirely and went,
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The gold of clouds slides
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the string I followed blind
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The Summer lapsed away –
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I saw a world that was an afternoon.
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Last night as I was sleeping,
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How could I touch anything
