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I know of
galloping through
guest rooms

at the height of
blue

affording views
of the finest
species of
evening

and I
once there

remember

a friend
a friend

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seems
growth
consists of

slowly
gathering
agreement

as surely as
wildflowers
begin

each of which
almost can’t help but
fear nothing

being of the same
awakened
earth

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( see also: milan kundera on vertigo )

because able,

itself wholly
having will, blue

over and around
arrives

else it be
embedded in

the ablest heart
to begin. out comes blue

should evening show, it’s
every thing
but evitable.

tell me things. maybe

it’s with you
as often with me’s
true:

fondly lower
seems to’ve been

my only real belonging my
favorite little high.

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instead of
that of
a human’s

we terrestrials must

abundant
vertical
mobility

have

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fragile

with your hands
clasped behind your neck

without
knowing how
properly to respond

you chance to
acknowledge

the palatability of
late summer

existence
of color

the ability to sleep

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a steady state

accommodates
plentiful
travels

all kinds of
elsewhere
samples

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some combination of
sun’s output

eventually became
quiet you

you needn’t fear

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if technology’s
our flowering, then by god
may it pretty be

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insofar as gaps
allow, what—and who—wouldn’t
tend to arborise?

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should I feel that I’m
to grow, I’ll do so—in all
manners save for up

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