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eTeRnAl

 if this is the mother land in crudest late discovery  
read, bleed and plead in her asylum quickly now
for from the flying free ashes you arise anew again  
birthing out of scriptless realisational dream forms
















feel (in), the very above
before spirits stare blank from familiarities in use


tad tired of nonadept words
and, ignorant of musical beats

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