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stars for near
and far 
for  a field guide to Australian stars  or  ataraxia or godsbother 
there are no lines to join the stars 
and where they fall 
see no trace now
bright with if another frost 
as if a prayer this wish 
I had it from them far ago 
every distance is deception
can’t hurry them along 
they’re fast 
places not to 
we won’t go 
how breathless
only imagine 
undwelling like this 
not even a silence 
and prayer?
there’s no one to hear that 
see no trace of where they fall 
there are no lines to join the stars
everyone is travelling 
all these ways at once  
 
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