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so small among
(for the field guide)
(for the field guide)
as many of us in the air
now as were totally
at the end of the ice
so many few wished
and away
airborne of course
horizon biding
levitated
as were landed once
they, as we, a seeming stillness
many worded
travellers, void to void
lightbulb lit
evaporated
shaped to any notion
all meaning
tempted from time
as we are
come from the sea unsalted
set off as if there were no map
come to the mountain to fall
spectacular the stillness
minded when to see
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