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all of the things that took time brought us 
even the blink of an eye was 
everything is spread out from here 
it won’t matter how you’ve come  
makes sense to see that way 
it’s only a mirror can look in here 
wind’s everywhere 
it’s under things
it’s up above 
turns inside out 
and down dog up 
we’re here in it 
coming and gone 
going and going 
and never went
some days climbing a rope of phlegm 
that’s how we’re together 
all of me here where I’ve been with 
the feeble 
the great flesh 
and there is a nudge up 
bravery of draft 
we have to love the spiders 
we have to love the snakes 
I ache into this stretch – 
the moment 
and every moment more 
 
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