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this world 
I love the blue up above
don't you? 
I wonder where 
they think 
have you heard them say 
'this world'
like they can't help 
but assume 
there's another 
or others
for better 
for worse?
is it like that 
for you
home where 
the heart?
looking up 
one can't help 'to'
and often one settles for 
'heavens above'
someone has charge 
must
or else
something
could you be killing you 
would you even know?
one way or another 
a thing is missing here
some next of kin 
the air's too close
personally
I love the blue
do you catch
yourself
in the same
words like this? 
between of the questions 
some certainty takes
I wouldn't read much into 
have you thought about living forever
are you prepared for that?
sometimes I'm already in the file 
I'm still looking for
you know – 
one thing and another 
on this hand and that
can you feel
the weight 
of all skies
before? 
colours sunk said 
rust red like
Mars 
the first of
them
then there was
the grey
carbon world
and blacker
than 
then colour of
steam
we were a
cloud
you couldn't
see through
all of these
this world
true as today
when it turns
– hi!
are you ox at
the wheel?
this one to
market 
and all the
way home
do you stand
at the mirror
as if you were
met? 
top of the clock 
one's run up for a view
hear the wind
in your heart 
whose words
would you say?
prayer lines the palms
gnarls knuckles too 
is it ever the
same breath twice
that you've
caught? 
this world among the others
green, blue, breathing, mine 
something
could you be killing you 
and you
wouldn't know 
you just
wouldn't 
I love the blue up above
don't you? 
I wonder where 
they think 
 
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